#Saturn devouring his son style

[hawnks]

Me begrudgingly keeping up with jjk:

[theflyingkipper]

fuck microsoft i fucking hate microsoft fucking gufckgin I hate microsoft WHAT DO YOU MEAN I NEED TO BUY POOP OFFICE 420 SO I CAN DO MY HOMEWORK

[traggalicious]

Belos Devouring the Clone of his Fucking Brother - by me

1st image is jus a study of the original image (Saturn Devouring His Son by Francisco Goya), the second is the fanart version, and the third is my color version.

Enjoy??

[bebemoon]

inspo board for jennifer's style for the film "jennifer's body" (2oo9). ph. katia stano .

"Mood boards can be a major part of the planning process for costume designers, and Stano went all out to illustrate the contrast between Jennifer’s girlish outfits and her demonic prowess. Some inspiration imagery included a box of chocolates with boys’ heads on them, representing Jennifer’s voracious appetite for her male classmates, as well as My Little Ponys and Francisco Goya’s painting Saturn Devouring His Son. There were also some celebs of the 2000s era, such as Bridget Marquardt and Kendra Wilkinson from the reality show The Girls Next Door and Sabrina Bryan from The Cheetah Girls. Another familiar face? NYLON tear sheets from none other than NYLON magazine were also featured on the boards." --marie lodi for nylon

[oblique-lane]

Hey! I really love your drawing and style!

And story of little sniper- bro- it was so great

My small question is if you have any favorite painting that you want or if you already did drew as TF2 characters

That is all, wish you a great day/night! :]

Thank you so much!!

So if I understand correctly, you're asking if I want some famous academic painting to be redrawn as s tf2 piece? Yeah, I've thought about that! I personally haven't done anything like this but I know some artists do and I love it!

Here, "Saturn Devouring His Son" by Goya or Rubens ↓↓↓

I want somebody to make this with Spy and Scout, I think it would be badass...

Spy, just like Saturn (Chronos) trying to eliminate his own child out of jealousy and fear that the said child will overthrow him someday; no matter how much Spy pretends to be Better, there's no denying that Scout is actually a much better person than him. Maybe not a big person now but definitely will overshadow him someday, exposing all of Spy's faults and weaknesses: he's a nobody without his suit and mask and his pretending skills, meanwhile Scout is fully person, his own, his genuine self much brighter than the mask.

Spy hasn't accepted himself, hasn't accepted his role as a father, so now, manifestation of both, wearing Scout's face, feels like a real existential danger to him.

So devouring must help with that?

Probably not gonna draw that though lol

[faithdeans]

i need to eat him saturn devouring his son (1819–1823) by francisco goya style

[violetrainbow412-blog]

Day 11: meet cute

Masterlist flufftober 🎀

A special one, I really enjoyed writing it. Reblog if you liked it!

Spencer walked through the gallery in silence, paying attention to all the paintings and trying to give them his own interpretation. For some strange reason, being in those places relaxed him greatly and right now it was what he needed most: a well-deserved respite after a long day of work.

“Good night,” he greeted a young woman, who was attentively looking at a painting.

The woman he saw couldn't have been more than thirty years old and her clothing was... how to put it? Something eccentric. All the clothes were vibrant tones and she wore a woven bag with uneven parts, who knows if it was on purpose or not.

“Good night,” you murmured just as kindly, keeping your hands in the pockets of your colorful jacket.

The painting in front of you was, in short, something grotesque. But it wasn't in a bad way, it had a certain special touch that made it… Spencer couldn't even describe it. It was very good, but to some extent uncomfortable to look at. Almost like a ritualistic crime scene that he was so used to: beautiful, but at the same time terrifying.

"Do you like it?"

“Huh?” the man asked, fearing he had misheard the girl next to him. She nodded toward the exhibit and her brain filled in the blanks. “The painting? Yes, I think it's very good. I'm afraid I'm not a great connoisseur of artistic currents, but from a very point of view this could be part of The Black Paintings, Francisco de Goya's collection”

“I know them,” you said happily. “My favorite is that one about Saturn devouring his son. You know, the one where they're eating a…” you started to say, making signs with your hands that he understood immediately.

“I think art is very subjective, like everything in the world. Some people may consider the Mona Lisa a masterpiece and others may appreciate more the style of Van Gogh or the cubism of Picasso and they are all right. Each person enjoys art things that reflect the content of their soul and I think that is the beautiful thing about paintings, don't you think?

“You know a lot for someone who is not knowledgeable about art” you smiled, feeling captivated by the way the stranger next to you expressed himself.

“Actually I say that I am not a connoisseur because I don’t want to offend those who are. I've only read a couple of books on the subject and... well, I love coming to museums, but that's all”

“Honestly, I think it's very ugly,” you said suddenly, turning your head slightly to observe the painting “It looks a little strange on the bottom, whoever did it should improve their technique a little.”

Spencer felt strange hearing such a cruel comment coming from a person who seemed to be sweet, but he figured you would have your reasons for holding that opinion. He considered leaving there but his attempt was interrupted by another presence, this time a man dressed in an elegant suit who approached you.

“Miss Y/L/N” he greeted you cordially, while you shook his hand “I see you came to appreciate our exhibition, do you like the light we put there? Does it help the colors of the work or do you want us to change it to a warmer one?”

“Oh, don't worry Frank. I like that one, it makes it look gloomy” you answered nonchalantly “You just should put it somewhere else, I'm not very proud of this one in particular”

"What are you talking about? Many people liked it. Isn't it good, gentleman?” he asked, turning to Spencer who was watching the two of them curiously.

“It's beautiful,” he confessed. He actually thought that, he wasn't saying it out of commitment or anything, and his response made you smile sheepishly.

"Stop. Everything is perfect here, thank you for giving it a home in your gallery”

“And there will be more spaces in the future, think about it,” the man murmured, squeezing your shoulder warmly and friendly. “Have a good night, excuse me.”

“Goodbye, Frank.”

The two of you watched the man walk down the hallway until he got lost in a turn and then the agent turned his attention to you.

“So you're an artist?”

“I try that” you laughed. He took a look at you and then at the picture in front of you, as if he had a hard time believing that you were the creator, of course due to the difference in styles that both elements had “But I like that people don't know, so I can hear honest opinions. And I appreciate yours, you are very kind.”

"I only say what I see"

“Would it be very bold of me if I asked you to be my model one day?” you asked cautiously, hoping not to scare him with your request.

"A model?"

“I really like your jaw,” you exclaimed, pointing a finger in the air at the line you were talking about. “And the way your hair falls. They are nice to paint”

“Well, I…I would be flattered,” Spencer said, not knowing how to react to what you had just said. Something like that had never been suggested to him and he felt strange, but excited at the same time.

“Do you want to write me your number?”

“I can give you my card,” he stammered, digging in his briefcase so he could give you the piece of paper. When he extended it to you, you analyzed it with curiosity.

“Dr. Spencer Reid. FBI” you read, quite impressed “So we both got a surprise today, huh?”

"Definitely"

“I'll call you,” you promised, pocketing the card warily and rewarding him with one of yours. They were simpler with hand-painted details and with fewer titles, but it would be useful for him to contact you “And who knows, maybe the next time you come it will be you who is in the gallery.”

Spencer blushed at the thought and smiled at you, wondering how possible that was. You responded to the smile with pleasure, because unintentionally you had just found the one who would permanently become your muse.

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[daddymus-mamatron]

First week, 2-8 September 2024: RUST

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Francisco Goya is a fascinating man with two very distinct styles. He was a patreon of the Spanish court until he fell to illness. He then turned to a recluse and his paintings became dark in both sense of the term. Some of his works that hugely inspire me; Saturn Devouring One of His Sons, The Colossus, Hanibal victorious contemplates Italy from the Alps, The Arrest of Christ, Still Life With Golden Beam, Fire at Night, Incantation, Witches in the Air, Brigand Stripping a Woman, Brigand Murdering a Woman & Plague Hospital.

[monakisu]

my first photoshop animation EVER for my graphic design class!! :D i did the Virgin Mary & Jesus Christ <3

we were tasked with creating digital collages in line with the style of the Dada Movement which i will Not explain because i've already forgotten everything about it beyond vague emotions! i didn't really know what to do for mine so i went sorta the Basic Route and just did the bible LMAOOO however i think i missed a memo of some sort? everybody else was doing kooky fun fever dream things and mine was just... a downer......

this is abt mary and jesus and how bonkers insane it is to give birth to and raise a kid who you know is destined to Die For Humanity and how bonkers insane it is to be that kid. it makes me feel bad for mary!! and jesus especially!!!

to me, jesus is like fluttershy from MLP. that doesn't make sense. but i like this dude loads! he's endlessly kind!! hearing about how he gets bullied throughout the bible always made me :( for him... he felt very lonely! everybody dunked on him, his own hometown hated his guts, and even his own disciples didn't fully get him (like that one time he gave them literally One Thing to do and they just conked out on the spot. great job guys.)

i felt the absolute worst for him when he was up on that mountain (i forgot which) praying so hard he was sweating BLOOD in desperation for his dad to "pass on this cup" (ie. the burden of a martyr ie.ie. DYING) which showed how he didn't just smoothly selflessly accept his fate!! he was scared!!! and then he gets thrashed around and pinned up on a cross and dies from asphyxiation due to the head becoming too heavy to be supported by the neck or just infection or starvation or whatever!!!!! poor fella :(

anyways. about the animation.

beginning ballet - dont know what to tell you. i really love ballet. ballerinas are hardcore!! the dancer is mary and her little lamb is jesus!

falling tears - those are mary's!

two-headed lamb - i also don't know about this one... thought it looked cool LOL could represent how the rest of the world treated jesus with disgust... i really winged this project wahahaha

saturn devouring his son - the casual objectification of jesus throughout the bible really unsettled me. it was made very clear that the dude was basically a tool? and the dude himself admits it multiple times! that's effed. anyways, god sacrificing his own son reminded me of this goya painting hahaha since it's also father and son! "devouring" the sacrificial lamb / using him up

applause - because jesus went through all this hullabaloo the rest of humanity gets to frolic on, even the people who hated and beefed with jesus. so the applause is sorta like people expressing thanks? some of them are very superficial, not very grateful.....

sorry if this is blasphemous HAHAHA i don't know much abt the lore besides my own opinions formed from a single year of highschool bible class and my childhood memories of obsessing over this walmart kid's adaptation of the entire bible...

but animation is surprisingly super ultra fun!!!!! i thought it would involve a lot more crying?! animators always seem sorta tortured to me!

[georgeromerosanalcavity]

The pizza place i work at has little monster mascots who eat pizza called munchies and one time i painted a version of Saturn Devouring His Son in the style of a munchies monster eating pizza

[yourpalminsk]

Kronii Devouring Her Sub

Kronii Ouro from Hololive. This is meant as a parody of Francisco Goya's Saturn Devouring His Son. To better match the style of the original work, I practiced digital oil and gouache painting again.

[barnabybugspeopleonline]

untitled aj styles web weave

townie, mitski // tna impact // twins in paradise, vewn // saturn devouring his son, francisco goya // judgement of solomon

[art-that-fucks-you-up-tournament]

Other Unposted Commentaries

The Garden of Earthly Delights

it was the first historical art i was obessed with as a kid. there are sooo many details and i get lost in it so easily but in a good way, I love to get lost in this. (anonymous)

Saturn Devouring His Son

Goya had this shit painted on the walls of his house. Anyways this painting is very me very yummy human it really feeds into my desire to tear into human flesh and I also like the anguish on Saturn's face as he chomps into his son. Once I made cookies of the son so I could experience being Saturn yeah anyways this ones great if you love fucked up families and cannibalism (snowdoesntexist)

If "Saturn Devouring His Son" by Francisco Goya hasn't been submitted yet, someone's asleep. There is nothing about this painting that isn't disturbing. The dark background, the subject, the posture, the stark white of the eyes, the gaunt limbs, the hands digging into the back, just everything. Every time I remember this painting exists, I expect to meet him in a dark hallway and it's terrifying. (artemistakenidentity)

One art that fucks me up is Francisco Goya's "Saturn Devouring His Son".

Even without all the context of where the painting comes from, it fucks me up due to the contrast between the horrific act and Saturn's look of profound desperation as he commits it. (jackmusclescarier)

it is probably the only painting that legitimately frightens and unnerves me even through goofy ass recreations, like the "corporate art style" redraw of it and other parodies. just primal fear. (firebuug)

Judith Slaying Holofernes 

judith slaying holofernes fucks me up in a good way (chaoticwhoknows)

Ivan the Terrible and His Son Ivan on 16 November 1581

cliche but ivan the terrible and his son ivan fucks me up in a sad way (chaoticwhoknows)

The Fallen Angel

Please for the love of all that is painful, do the Fallen Angel by Alexander Cabanal. (@myet33th)

-the teardrop says it all (unendingballofstress)

the tear the anger the skin the muscles the other angels in the sky leaving him his wings going from pure white to colored/black he's stretching preparing to Be Evil bc that is what god forced into him. betrayal <;3 (@that-one-queer-poc)

[k00319173]

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Research

Artists Who Focus on Topics Related to My Theme:

Arnold Böcklin:

Top Left-Self Portrait with Death Playing The Fiddle (1872)

Top Right-Plague (1898)

Bottom-Island of the Dead (1880)

(Pictured Below)

Böcklin is a classic example of an artist who creates pieces which are Memento Mori, this especially comes through in his ‘Self Portrait with Death Playing the Fiddle’ wherein he is actively reminding himself of the inevitability of his own death. Since his pieces focus on death so often he uses a great amount of symbolism to convey these abstract ideas, he developed a knack for symbolism which would be copied later by metaphysical and surrealist artists in the coming years.

Francisco Goya:

Top-Witches’ Sabbath (1798)

Bottom Left-Saturn Devouring His Son (1823)

Bottom Right-Witches’ Flight (1798)

(Pictured below)

Francisco Goya was one of the most important Spanish painters of his time. He created many portraits for which he was renowned however his more personal style was one that focused much more heavily on religion and the occult, his pieces are often disturbing but carry a fantastical element and beautiful colours which make them interesting to look at and he is one of my favourite artists.

Zdzisław Beksiński:

Top Left-Untitled (Death on a Pale Horse) (Year Unknown c.1970s)

Top Right-Untitled ( (1970)

Bottom- Untitled (IN HOC SIGNO VINCES) (1974)

(Pictured below)

Beksiński is a polish painter who displays hellish surrealist paintings depicting elements of religious symbols. He makes paintings which are dark surrealist, baroque and gothic. He is influenced greatly by the atrocities of World War II and so elements of this can be seen in his work. The paintings are incredibly detailed and have great use of complimentary colours.

[thirdtidemouse]

(In response to your losing your rant post.) If you ever get up to or feel like ranting about the art stuff and Kaisa’s interests in that again, I’d be very glad and also interested to read it. :) Art theory is great.

aww im thrilled someone is interested!!! i will have a go at rewriting some of it. just for you anon. i might do one about johanna, who's more inclined to illustration - like i said in previous posts kaisa is more anologue photography/fine art, and i embarrassingly don't actually know many photographers, but i have some more conceptual artists she would enjoy too.

long rant with pictures below, about artists, which you should totally read even if its boring because i would be soo happy (just kidding):

starting off with photography though:

Man Ray. these are 'rayographs', a cameraless photography technique, now more well known as photograms.

photography without cameras?!?! crazy!!!! Man Ray pretty much pioneered this technique into modern popularity with his much more surreal style, after William Fox Talbot was printing pieces of flora in the 19th century. photograms happen when you take an unexposed piece of photography paper, place objects on it in a darkroom, and quickly flash it with light. once developed, the shadows of the objects will be left white, and the exposed parts of the paper will turn black, leaving these beautiful imprints behind.

kaisa absolutely loves the darkroom, the more hands-on the technique the better (she might smell like chemicals). photograms work best with translucent objects. rubber gloves, strips of film, marbles, lightbulbs. as much as she loves black-and-white, these totally magical photograms by photographer Anne Hardy definitely would inspire her. i hope you can imagine some of the stuff she comes up with. it literally looks like magic.

if you haven't checked out @/hilda-the-librarians-wife 's hospital au, then first of all please do, but second of all can anyone else see the parallel with this artwork and pathologist dr kaisa underhill?!? these look microscopic, or like deep-sea fauna. this feeling of a glimpse into another world, which is something wife mentioned about cells and microscopy, is what i think kaisa would be fascinated by.

i'll mention some older art before i move onto installations - i dont know a whole lot about art history this far back, but i'm sure plenty of people will recognise Francisco Goya, so i have to quickly mention him. long painting below:

also known as the guy that did saturn devouring his son, goya's 'black paintings' (many of which were painted directly onto the walls of his home) bring that heavy nightmarish feeling that i think that moody moody bitch would love. i love goya's dog, the first painting. it is very imposing. and look at those depictions of witches - a little on the nose, but those dark, crowded scenes are just so much to take in!

now onto another quite macabre artist, Louise Bourgeois. you might again recognise her stuff - her spider installation, named Maman, went a bit viral at one point i think. the spiders were not a one-off thing and they crop up a lot as symbolism for, alongside other things, mothers and maternity. for context, she was born to antique tapestry repairers, and a lot of her work reflects on her childhood. these spiders, both threatening predators and industrious repairers, sometimes guarding hoards of eggs, give way to these ideas of maternal care and mending/weaving. her work carries themes of family, motherhood, abandonment, and fertility.

she describes these structures pictured above as 'cells'. a lot of her work is in cages. i really like the room made of doors, ghostly clothing hung up on cow bones barely blocking the view in. look at the tiny bed atop the tiny spiral staircase. it does a great job of making you think about who might sleep there.

i think kaisa, having a relatively lonely upbringing and complicated family, would both connect with Bourgeois' work and appreciate the unsettling nature of it ^_^

one last installation artist, because i'm a sucker for an immersive experience. this ones a doozy, probably a long one - Mike Nelson. i'm including him because of all the exhibitions i've visited, his Extinction Beckons genuinely scared me. not in some deep existential way, i was just truly unsettled. his stuff isn't nearly as dark or spooky as Bourgeois or Goya, but the way you are totally dunked headfirst into his imaginary parallel worlds really puts you off balance. and by god i think kaisa would love that.

i will describe to you, if you are at all bothered, some of the features of that exhibition!

the first i'll say is longer, the deliverance and the patience.

if you can imagine a large gallery room, please then imagine a set of constructed rooms within it, like a big box with an entrance and an exit. when you enter, the door shuts behind you; the ambience is literal nonstop creaking of doors and floorboards, from the other visitors wandering the structure out of your sight, interspliced with the humming of electric fans. the room you are in feels like the no-turning-back point. the next door invites you in.

this is where the atmosphere sets in for good. this is what you are greeted with, as you walk in from the door on the right hand side of the picture:

maybe i'm just a big baby, but i jumped. i think it was the gargantuan shadow on the wall, from the single lightbulb on the light fitting - it was definitely a figure, arms raised. this is an ugly ass room. the claustrophobic paint colours, doors either side of you, and nonspecific shrine on the far wall, all make for quite an uncomfortable feeling. you're in, and you have to push on. no one inhabits these rooms, all of the people present are visitors, and you expect none of them - despite the noise, it feels like you're alone, as if the only other humans in the building might be scare actors in a haunted house.

each door is a guess and each room is different. this one is a waiting room, without patrons, yellow wallpaper and advertisements; this one is the entrance to a seedy club, smudged mirrors and posters; this one is empty; this one is the captain's bar on an old ship, windowless like the rest of them; this one is empty; this one is empty. whose sleeping bag is this? whose are these cigarette butts? who will turn off the bare lightbulbs when we leave? there are large chunks missing from the drywall in the corridor. there is no one around the corner. the door handle is a shotgun, bolted vertically against the wood.

everything here is so old, like a domestic museum; there is writing everywhere. most of it is in a language you can't read.

the deliverance and the patience dunks your head into a different world, one without people, and then pulls you back out the moment you step out the peeling wooden door of the exit, leaving you feeling like you've invaded someone else's domain.

here's some more:

i, imposter (the darkroom) - in this picture above, you can walk into that tunnel! when we visited, my brother made the apt comparison of a slaughterhouse - animals are sometimes herded through curved corridors to prevent them from panicking when seeing the full road ahead. the door at the end is unlocked, but shut, and heavy - when you crack it open, the deep red light that emits from the room inside is less than reassuring. it's a darkroom - only red safety lights are lit, it's all factory-like with sinks and paper hung up to dry. it doesn't feel unlike a secret lair.

i am going to go to bed, and i don't have the energy to fully go into the amnesiacs - they are a fictional biker gang of Nelson's, made up of gulf war veterans, each having chunks of their memory lost to PTSD. he shows us their belongings, their home, their 'hide', their mindscapes, all through found object sculptures, in typical Mike Nelson fashion. they are more like approximations - a motorbike's handlebars are a pair of horns. more importantly, like any other work of his, they are infused with memory. this constant presence of someone, sometimes the artist, usually the character, sometimes the people who owned these objects before him.

back to kaisa, this is what i think she would be drawn to in his art. this total immersive experience, this otherworldly material. in this au, i think she loves art that is: transportative, textural, moody, surreal, unsettling, nostalgic, immersive.

i might do johanna if i have the energy. if you genuinely read to the end, i dont believe you!! thank you so much!! i'm sorry i went on for so long! i am a freak nerd about this! i'm sorry if you hate conceptual art. i hope i have convinced you to hate it less? i love you. if you have any ideas/corrections/anything at all send me a message or a comment or an ask. have a great day!!

[goonersaurus]

1, 8, 10, 17!

ty for the ask my froggy friend ^-^

1.When did you start creating art? - since i could use crayons and pencils, maybe around the age of 3-4... i liked filling notebooks with silly little comics for myself or drawing pokemon, then i decided i wanted to take it more seriously around the age of 7-8 because i wanted to draw legit-looking dragons… somehow down the line that’s brought me to drawing footballers. 

8.How would you describe your art style? - As an anime/western cartoony art style typically found on tumblr. Doing digital art as a teenager, I was obsessed with the style of art that’s popular on pixiv and deviantart otakus, but i eventually got fed up with it being too pretty, it was inadequate for drawing… more “realistic” human features. So i tried to adopt a more western style to depict that, but I wasn’t satisfied with this either — maybe because it wasn’t turning out pretty enough… And while studying politics in school, I looked to political cartoons for inspiration, including those from the 19th-20th centuries — i think this is how i picked up using black lines and crosshatching effects, and i try to convey an irreverent tone. So.. it’s an awkward mix between being anime, western-animation, and.. somehow slightly political cartoon inspired?

10.How do you deal with art block? - Try to put pressure off myself, take time to absorb ideas rather than come up with them by looking at other works of art, sketching details that interest me. Going for walks with my sketchbook (or ipad) to do sketches or studies of things i see. Engaging with other media - reading, music, tv, and allowing myself to digest the experience. Tricking myself that occasional periods of frustration are growing pains. If I’m lucky (more like, if i’m more disciplined) then an art block just means i can spend creative time doing writing instead.

17.Your personal favourite works of art (not made by you) are…?

I cannot easily think of my goated artworks and i fear that i’m going to forget the pieces that’s been most important to me in my life. I also fear there’s too many to fill in to this answer. So I’ll just name four to sample.

La Jeune Martyre by Delaroche. I learnt of it when Cameos posted their pixel art rendition of it (probably also counts as among my favourite artworks). I have been obsessed with it since then and got to see it in the Louvre for my birthday last year. It’s so ethereal and eerie, and reminds me somewhat of Twin Peaks.

Angel’s Egg (the movie). Something about pieces that have this ethereal or liminal quality that engage you, they really get to me. 

Ruby, Gold and Malachite by Henry Scott Tuke. I used the title of this painting for the title of my blog once, a stunning set of colours/minerals to imagine together. Anyway, twinks galore, who says no. 

Saturn Devouring His Son by Francisco Goya. I like the backstory of Goya’s black paintings. Painting such an image on the wall of your house is a powerful way to go out to say the least.

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