#pet renaissance portrait

[oliibomb]

[pethappyear]

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[pet-happyear]

In the fourteenth century, Italian artists restored Greek and Roman antiquity traditions. The term Renaissance," derived from the Italian Rinascita and was initially used in the 14th century, Move a step ahead with your love for your pet and get them the unique pet renaissance portrait with pethappyear.com

[arthistoryanimalia]

#ThreeForThursday:

Portrait of a gyrfalcon, viewed from three sides Lombard Master, c.1540-1560 oil on canvas, unlined via Sotheby's "The sport of falconry, practiced since ancient times, was a pursuit particularly enjoyed at Medieval and Renaissance courts.  The gyrfalcon, shown here, is the largest of the falcon species; the size of the bird, almost certainly painted from life and to scale, suggests it is a female, and the grandeur of the portrait, presenting it from three viewpoints, raised above the clouds, indicates it was both a cherished pet and valued hunting companion.  While incredibly rare, such portraits were not unprecedented.  In a letter in the Gonzaga ducal archives, addressed to one Scaramella, the sender requests that a white gyrfalcon be sent to Mantua to be seen by Costa (likey Lorenzo Costa, the court painter) for a commissioned portrait.... Sumptuary laws of the period dictated that only the most elite nobility be permitted to hunt with gyrfalcons; the owner of this majestic bird must therefore have been a person of elevated status, and the symbolism of the oak and poplar trees, in whose branches the bird sits, most likely holds the key to their identity.  While the oak was an emblem traditionally assumed by the della Rovere, the ducal family of Urbino, this hand does not match any of the artists working for that court during the period.  This striking portrait of a gyrfalcon likely dates between 1540 and 1560 and, while the identity of its author remains unknown, is undoubtedly the work of an extraordinarily accomplished Lombard master. The exceptional preservation of the canvas and paint surface allows us to fully appreciate the artist's prowess in the depiction of light and texture, capturing the dancing movement of the leaves and the varied textures of the plumage.  The accuracy and impeccable detail of the depiction harks to the established tradition of still life painting and the popularity of exact images of naturalia in sixteenth century Lombardy.  These precise representations of animals, birds, insects and plants were circulated by men of science and swiftly became objects highly coveted by aristocratic collectors throughout Europe.2  One artist born of this encyclopedic manner of painting was Giuseppe Arcimboldo; Mauro Natale suggests that the anonymous author of this painting may well have been an artist working within Arcimboldo’s sphere."

[peebosss]

fancy kitty cat rennaisance inspired portraiture - 20x30 acrylic on stretched canvas

read more for the stupid stupid inspiration that makes me giggle

so its my friends cats but if they got the same treatment as henry viii. arent they so regal and fancy?

peppa and eleanor > this guy any day tbh

painitng is Portrait of Henry VIII (1536 -1537) by Hans Holbein the Younger

[tiffbaxter]

Cerberus and Tima

Pet portrait commissions

[rachaelmayo]

This is Zoey, a cherished pet that belonged to a friend. I made this as a commissioned commemorative portrait.

Prismacolor pencil over watercolor.

[il-piccolo-paggio]

So google says this might be a photograph by Arman Livanov!! And while I do not have the time to do in-depth research right now, I will source it later.

[doglover-81]

Lovely Prazsky Krysarik Renaissance dog Painting painted based on a photo.  If you would like a Renaissance pet portrait of your dog or a pet portrait painted in this style, please email: hello@dogartists.co.uk All of our pet portraits from photos are hand-painted onto canvas with premium...

[portraitmypet]

https://portrait-my-pet.com/

[cabinseventheaterchick]

BLOG NEWS: Check back later!

I now run a Riordanverse roleplay Tumblr Community! Everyone is welcome!

Kat if she had a Wikipedia page (her lore summarized)

Portrait done by the incredibly talented @apollos-coolest-child

Oh, hi! Didn’t see you see there. I’m Kat Carter!

Okay, lemme think… I’m fifteen, daughter of Apollo currently at Camp Half-Blood with my homies <3

When I’m not at camp, NYC is my home base. You can probably find me in Apollo cabin: practicing monologues/songs, playing matchmaker (it’s not just for Aphrodite kids!), or staging a kitchen coup d’état so I can bake something delicious.

he gets his own category:

@ellis--wakefield — my boyfriend <333

he’s really cute and he’s great at capture the flag and he’s nice to the newbies and damn he’s just idk how to even describe him ‘cause words cannot

Former… um… let’s just say people I used to know:

@lukemessedup — Good boss, bad business

@lieutenant-of-kronos — I regret letting him convince me to join up but he’s a nice guy.

@alabaster-c-t — Yep. You read that right. Bro is apparently not dead, nor has ever been.

@the-song-of-the-moon — We’re starting an ex-Titan Army therapy group together :3

Uncle Kronos (links to the Wayback Machine of the first version) — Literally cannot believe I wrote this. Uncle Kronos was a good person. I think I’ll always miss him, but I’m glad he found peace. Here’s to you, Uncle K.

@existence-is-pain-ahhhhhhhh — need I say more? He’s awesome. Case closed.

@the-better-castellan — new addition to the List Of People Who Aren’t Dead After All! They’re cool trust me

@peyton-is-cool — I missed him loads. Thank the gods he’s safe—he’s been in Texas? I guess?

Totally irresponsible pseudo-father to half of CHB (he does actually care about campers but he’s got a reputation to uphold):

@dionysus-god-of-all-things-wine

My fellow campers, love y’all:

@thanatoss-favorite-demigod — best murder road trip buddy a gal could ask for

@thehadescabincounsler — I’ve adopted them into Apollo cabin. They’re now officially an honorary child of the Sun Dude.

@thatonebitheaterkid — my sibling. too many pets (affectionate)

@that-dam-daughter-of-poseidon — my absolute bestie <3

@poseidons-favourite-daughter — training together ⚔️! She’s so sweet and a year rounder so I won’t be alone come fall

@yes-im-a-daughter-of-hades — she just got back from Tartarus, so you know what that means!… binge watching everything pop culture. Phineas and Ferb say what?

@lady-ariadne-of-milan — my coolest big sister. Be nice, she’s been trapped as a flower since, like, the Renaissance.

@bill-son-of-boreas — Ayyy! My Norwegian bestie!

@internal-bloodshed — I’m like ninety percent sure he wants me dead. If I step a toe out of line and hurt Ellis, my body will apparently never be found.

@the-better-stoll-brother — If anyone messes with him one more time I’m throwing hands.

Shoot me an ask, camp can get kinda boring!

(Psst. My general tag is #kat carter on the case, and my lore tag is #from the archives of kat carter)

(Extra psst. Do you want more Kat Carter content without actually having to roleplay? Send me an ask by picking something from my tag #ask game!)

[whencyclopedia]

Dogs & Their Collars in the Age of Enlightenment

In medieval and Renaissance Europe, dogs were considered little more than 'machines' which performed certain tasks, such as guarding a home or tracking game, but this view changed significantly during the Age of Enlightenment (also known as the Age of Reason) of the 17th and 18th centuries.

The Age of Enlightenment was an intellectual movement among the upper-class intelligentsia, which encouraged a re-evaluation and reinterpretation of widely held beliefs concerning the human condition. Prior to the Protestant Reformation (1517-1648), the Catholic Church had shaped European interpretation of life and one’s place in the universe, but afterwards, individuals were encouraged to seek a personal relationship with God based on their own understanding of scripture and this led to greater freedom of spiritual and intellectual pursuits which eventually found expression during the Age of Enlightenment.

Among the many advances this period produced was a re-evaluation of the dog. The Church had declared that dogs were soulless beings and should not be treated with the same regard as humans who had been endowed with an immortal soul. One of the most significant thinkers of the Enlightenment, René Descartes (l. 1596-1650), the philosopher some cite as the "Father of the Enlightenment", decided to prove the Church’s claim true or false by dissecting dogs while they were still alive, even his wife’s pet dog and, finding no evidence of a soul, concluded the Church was correct.

Later thinkers, artists, and poets disagreed with Descartes, however, and featured the animals in their works, often excluding human subjects. Dog collars, which were previously utilitarian devices for controlling the animals, became ornate works of art. Collars were so valuable, in fact, that laws were enacted punishing people for the theft of a collar more severely than if they had stolen the dog itself. The Age of Enlightenment dramatically changed the way people viewed and treated dogs and eventually encouraged the development of societies dedicated to their safety, comfort, and well-being.

Dogs in Art

In 1434, the Flemish artist Jan van Eyck (l. c. 1390-1441) painted what is arguably his masterpiece, the Arnolfini Portrait, of a man and woman in a room with a dog. The two people, presumably a husband and his pregnant wife, seem to be in the midst of a serious discussion, but the small dog at their feet looks attentively out toward the viewer. The painting has long been praised for its intimacy and realism, and this dog is an important aspect of that. This dog has no concern at all for whatever drama may or may not be unfolding between the two humans; its attention is on the stranger - the person now viewing the painting - who has just walked in on this scene.

Impressive as the work is, no other artists chose to represent dogs in such an intimate and realistic manner again until the 18th century when paintings begin to regularly feature the upper class in the company of a favorite dog. The painting Miss Mary Edwards (1742) by the English artist William Hogarth (l. 1697-1764) shows the woman at her writing table stroking the head of her spaniel and A Woman with a Dog (1769) by French painter Jean Honore Fragonard (l. 1732-1806) catches a woman holding up her small white lapdog, wearing a blue-ribbon collar and leash, as though the viewer has just opened the door and surprised her. The dog in this painting, unlike in van Eyck's, takes no notice of the intruder and only has eyes for its mistress.

Dog collars in these paintings and many others, when they are shown, are often bands of gold or silver or, as in the case of Fragonard's piece, ribbon. In many of the Enlightenment paintings which feature dogs, the focus is clearly on the human subject with the dog playing a secondary role in the composition until one artist decided to elevate the dog in art and, in doing so, changed the way people saw dogs in their daily lives.

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[moltara]

all my digital renaissance pet portraits so far btw!

[legendarysapphicyearnings]

Smoke and Fangs Part 4

I followed her through the hallway and towards the stairs. It hit even my dulled intellect how expensive her home looked, from the beautiful, framed portraits of renaissance women lounging under fruit trees topless to the greek vases depicting maenad orgies. I was so lost taking in the sights that I barely registered that we'd stopped.

My captor Mistress had stopped just at the foot of the stairs to discuss something with a mousey girl in a french maid outfit. My inhibitions already fried by the smoke, I didn't conceal I was enjoying the curves the uniform afforded her small frame or how cute her glasses made her hazel hair look set into an adorable ponytail. Some part of me tried to wonder something Was she another captive like me? but I found myself unconsciously groping my breasts and they faded into a sea of pleasure instead. I stood there, a vacant smile on my face as Mistress talked to the girl, who eventually hurried off down the hallway.

The beautiful creature turned her head over her shoulder and smirked at me, showing off sharp canines over her lips: "Come on, dummy~ Let's go give you a cock lobotomy."

"Thats like so lewd, Mistress!" I giggled. I didn't remember the big word at the end but her meaning was clear. I eagerly followed her up the spiral staircase, watching her toned ass as it hovered at near eye level the whole time.

"Like, Mistress, so that means you have a cock? Is it like big?" I asked eagerly, wiggling my butt excitedly as we crested the third floor landing.

"Heh, wow, I really just ruined your filter didn't I? How perverse are you going to be after I make your libido worse?" The beautiful goth mused.

I titled my head, screwing up my face and knitting my brow. I tried to understand what she was talking about but I also realized I desperately wanted a smoke already.

After enough time not responding, she spoke up again: "It doesn't matter how big my package is, its about to become your whole world, bimbo."

"Like, that's so silly~ How can a cock be a world?" I giggled, even though I felt my clitty hardening. It was like it was leading me into following her, a compass needle to my own slutty future.

We stopped outside two double, wooden doors that had been decorated with gorgeous, half-bat women. I wobbled as we stopped, trying to focus on anything but how hard I was.

"Because, my simple pet, I'm going to reduce you to doing anything for my cock," she hissed, turning to look into my eyes with her own dark pools, "I'm about to ruin any chance you had to be more than my blood filled, porn addled, submissive pillow princess. Once I'm done, you'll be learning all sorts of ways to beg for me to give you my hot rod and fill you with girl spunk. Whatever future you had is over, once we're inside I'll ensure noone ever thinks of you beyond a cute face and fat tits. And, at the end of it all, you'll thank me for destroying your life."

She threw open the doors dramatically as my jaw hit the floor from her speech. She smirked, keeping eye contact as she pointed into the bedroom.

"Now, walk into the end of you as a person"

I obeyed.

[veronicaleighauthor]

A Tale as Old As Time

When I was growing up, my mother told me that fairytales were inspired by true, real-life stories. My imagination went wild, I was ecstatic that my beloved Cinderella, Ariel, and best of all Belle truly existed. That the magical world of Disney was our reality, that everyone received their happy ever after. When I was a little older, I understood her meaning. The magic Disney incorporated into our favorite animated movies wasn’t real, but in the past there probably was a poor servant girl who fell in love with a “prince.” There are various retellings of Aladdin. If you research other cultures, there are numerous folktales of “animal brides and grooms.” Ordinary girls who fall for cursed creatures and break their spells. Sometimes in the stories, the cursed creatures themselves, the “beasts,” fall for the “beauty” and become a better person. They were tales as old as time.

Several years ago, I was watching an episode of “Mysteries at the Museum,” featuring a segment with a portrait of a man and woman from the Renaissance period. The striking couple was dressed eloquently as nobles, but the man’s appearance had a unique characteristic: his face and body were covered in long hair. The host introduced the man as Petrus Gonsalvus, who was known throughout Europe as the “man of the woods.” On hearing Petrus and his wife Catherine, the lady featured in the portrait, perhaps inspired one of our most beautiful fairytales, my heart skipped a beat. Could it be? My Belle and Beast?!?!?! I was transfixed by the program, finding it bittersweet.

Born on the Canary Islands in 1537, Petrus suffered from what was then known as “Werewolf Syndrome.” It is now known as hypertrichosis. A genetic disorder, in the days of Renaissance, the child was viewed as a beast. When he was ten years old, Petrus was sold (possibly by his own parents) and brought to the French king, Henry II, and was gifted to the royal. Believed to be a talking monkey, for a time, he was kept in a cage and fed raw meat and animal feed…Until the king realized Petrus was intelligent. This could be an experiment, to turn a beast into a man! Petrus grew into a man, polished and articulate, educated, and he possessed a gentle soul. The court appreciated his talents, but continued to look upon him as a beast and a social attraction for their amusement.

When King Henry II died, his wife Queen Catherine de Medici – a woman infamous for her cruelty and coldness – inherited Petrus and decided that it was time for Petrus to marry and to have children. The idea was to produce further “beasts” for the court. In keeping with tradition amongst nobility, a marriage was arranged. The bride-to-be was named Catherine Raffelin and little is known about her except her rare beauty, and that she didn’t meet Petrus until the wedding day. Rumor had it, on their wedding night, Catherine fainted from fear. Catherine eventually overcame her terror when she discovered Petrus was a gentle soul, and a friendship developed between the two.

The couple was considered an oddity at court, but the queen was pleased when Petrus and Catherine had children, and four of their children had hypertrichosis. After the death of Queen Catherine de Medici, Petrus and Catherine and their children were shunned by the French court and traveled through Europe, presenting themselves as entertainment for various kingdoms. Petrus and Catherine’s children who were deemed “beasts” were taken from their parents and given to other royals as pets. Throughout the years, through all of the trials and tribulations, Petrus and Catherine remained together, side by side. They finally made their home in Italy, and the last mention of Petrus was in 1617, when he attended his grandchild’s christening. It is believed he died in 1618, and was denied a Christian burial since he was still not considered human. Catherine’s death is acknowledged to be in 1623. Their graves’ location is unknown.

            Petrus and Catherine themselves are largely forgotten by contemporary audiences, but they left a lasting impression on the world. In the 18th century, two versions of the French fairytale, Beauty and the Beast, complete with magic, curses, and true love breaking spells, was published and they later became the inspiration for the famous animated Disney classic and other renditions.

  The short segment about Petrus and Catherine on “Mysteries at the Museum” piqued my interest, and I had to know more. Did they love each other? Well, there is no way to know for certain what Petrus and Catherine felt for one another. However, the portrait that remains of the couple, shows Petrus and Catherine standing side by side, and Catherine’s hand is resting on Petrus’ shoulder. From my research, such a gesture shown in artwork was a sign of affection in those days, suggesting Catherine did care about Petrus. And she may have been the only one in the world who was able to see him for the man he was.

[victorluvsalice]

Welcome back to the Chill Valicer Save, where we have just hit Fall Thursday, aka Harvestfest! How did that go for our intrepid trio and their new robot housemate? Well –

-->Picked up where I left off at the end of the last update, with Victor just having upgraded the sink in the blue-and-white second-floor bathroom; Alice reading a werewolf book; Smiler playing chess; and Marm recharging outside by the tree in the back. I had Alice, Marm, and Smiler continue doing what they were doing (which, in Alice’s case, included petting Shadow before getting back to her book...standing up for some reason) and had Victor use the toilet before making it self-cleaning. Surprise the cat wandered in while he was doing that, so I had him say hi, give her some pets, and play with her with a laser pointer to help get their friendship up. I then went back to see how Alice was doing –

Only to catch her about to just eat some prepped seafood straight out of the container. At one of the fancy place settings on the table no less. *facepalm* I went “girl, put that back in your inventory and use it to make REAL FOOD” and thus had her make a fried fish plate instead. Because that’s exactly the kind of thing you want to make at like 2 AM in your underwear. XD On the other hand, the dish came out looking AMAZING (and I say this as someone who openly Does Not Like fish), so perhaps it IS the kind of thing you want to make at 2 AM! Probably not in your underwear, though. Flying grease and all.

-->While that was going on, a thunderstorm rocked up outside – I was promptly like, “Shit, Marm!” and directed him to get inside before his durability went down too much. Fortunately he made it into the house before there was any major trouble – and I was able to confirm that yes, it’s the scared emotion that causes that weird blank face plate on him. Guessing the eyes for that emotion were never rendered correctly on a Servo’s model (even though it appears on his portrait…). Anyway, I had him go play chess with Smiler, as he wanted to get Logic 3 for his Renaissance Sim aspiration, then checked in on Victor. He was done with the cats, so I had him come downstairs to give the washing machine the “Whisper Quiet” upgrade before directing Alice to get into her “Sim Sessions” outfit with the Delicate mood-improving bracelet –

Just in time to be like “are you trying to shower in the rain AGAIN?! No!” Fortunately she only got as far as just outside the back door before the action canceled out and she changed clothes like I asked. Even better, her stopping there made me see that a trash plant had somehow sprouted on the back porch! O.o Like, what the hell? I didn’t even realize any trash had been left out there – certainly not for that long! I had Alice uproot the darn thing and throw it away, then – after looking at her wants and seeing she wanted to finish reading a book – bought a couple more werewolf books for her to peruse, telling her to try out “Fanged Friends Forever.” She did so –

And for some reason took it out onto the front porch to read. O.o Like, okay, Marm had just gone into the living room to watch sports after losing his chess match to Smiler, but surely she could have found a better place to read a werewolf story than on the porch in a thunderstorm?? Then again, she is Erratic, and they have no fear of storms, so… *shrug* She successfully finished the book, so that’s all I care about! Now I just have to have her reread it so she can finally unlock that “secret werewolf writings” ability…

-->Anyway – with Alice thus occupied, I had chess champion Smiler go and give the fridge in the kitchen the “Freshmaker” upgrade while Victor finished up the washing machine upgrades and petted Shock, then had them move onto giving the oven a “Self Cleaning” upgrade while Victor grabbed some leftover chili for breakfast (he was GOING to have ice cream, but I was like “come on, have a proper meal for breakfast for once”). Once Victor was full, I had him get dressed and head out to the greenhouse to see what plants needed tending, while I checked on the animals to see if any of them desperately needed anything. Fortunately, they did not, so I didn’t have to send anybody out in the storm! I instead had Marm resume his chess playing; sent Alice to her and Victor’s bedroom to start a new Playful book (called “Nicer Stories of Wonderland,” because she does have a few); and sent Smiler down to the basement to make another bottle of potato nectar. I then went to check back in on Victor –

And saw, to my surprise, that no plants needed tending! O.O Well, that’s rare. I decided to have Victor fertilize the lettuce and pumpkin in his oversized crops with some vitality fertilizer, then evolved a bunch of plants that were ready to advance to the next level of quality. I then had him bond with his enraged bees to calm them down, and grab a swarm to help pollinate the orchard trees at the back of the greenhouse. Which, uh, took a moment because I kept getting distracted checking in on everyone else. XD But he did do it eventually, and got the entire barn super-sold for a tidy profit. :) We love to see it!

-->As for everybody else – Alice kept plugging away on her book; Marm got Logic 2 from all his chess-playing, which was nice; and Smiler finished up their nectar without incident! Though while they were getting that sorted, I decided to check on the status of their canning machine, since I was curious to see if having to update the mod for the latest patches had wiped the inventory from it. It had not, fortunately –

But I’m glad I checked anyway, because the damn thing had a ton of milk in it, most of which was spoiled, and a decent amount about ready to go off. I quickly cleared out all the spoiled milks (by which I mean sold ‘em for $15 a pop because the game let me do that when I dragged them into Smiler’s inventory), then had Smiler make a box of cheese with most of what remained. They stuck the cheese in their inventory (which – shit, I don’t remember if I put it in the fridge or not), then flew over to the study to fix up Marm, whose durability was looking a little iffy, poor guy. Happily Smiler quickly got him fixed up, and he settled in to recharge his flagging battery –