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The Card Players ~ Paul Cezanne

Known as the last version of the famous composition by Paul Cezanne. The fabulous psychological intensity in the faces of the players make these paintings a masterpiece of post-impressionist art.

There are five paintings of card players by Cezanne, the final three works were similar in composition and number of players. Some mistakenly group those together as one version. Those exist in 3 different oil canvas sizes in Musee d'Orsay, Courtauld Institute of Art in London and a Private collection belonging to the Royal Qatar family.

The series are considered by some critics to be a cornerstone of Cezanne's art during the early to mid 1980s period.

One version of The Card Players was sold in a private auction in 2011 to the Royal Family of Qatar for $250 million  making it the most expensive painted ever sold to date.

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The Illusion... No matter how big things are there's always bigger things. Now read it from the right to the left #lambo #lamborghini #vroomvroom #illusion #reservedforswag

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Words of Wisdom… And it cant get more real than that!

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I don't understand why when we destroy something created by man we call it vandalism, but when we destroy something created by nature we call it progress.

Ed Begley, Jr.

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The Gladiator

Barely breathing with blood dripping from the sides of his muscular arms. Hearing the crowd cheering his name, standing passionate but yet barely able to hold his weight and the weight of his double edged sword. Dull on the side, yet sharp on the other with the remains of dried drops of blood that belonged once to someone that no one will ever remember their name.

Confused, lost, tired, angry, passionate, and thankful are all the emotions that he feels, just like an adrenaline rush. As the battle is over and the gates are shut behind him what am I he thinks. Am I an animal, a human, a survivor, a killing instrument or merely nothing but an entertainer to the blood thirsty Roman Republic and the Roman Empire who feed of the violent confrontations with the poor soles that will soon deserve the wrath of his sword.

The Executioner some may say, a slave to the Roman Emperor or Senator who decides who lives and who dies out in the arena.

But the truth always remains, the Gladiator a nameless soul despised as a slave, schooled under harsh conditions, socially marginalized and segregated even in death. 

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Sittin' in the mornin' sun … I'll be sittin' when the evenin' come
 

Watching the ships roll in … And then I watch 'em roll away again



I'm sittin' on the dock of the bay … Watching the tide roll away


I'm just sittin' on the dock of the bay … Wastin' time



I left my home in Georgia … Headed for the 'Frisco bay


'Cause I've had nothing to live for … And look like nothin's gonna come my way



So I'm just gonna sit on the dock of the bay … Watching the tide roll away


I'm sittin' on the dock of the bay … Wastin' time



Look like nothing's gonna change … Everything still remains the same


I can't do what ten people tell me to do … So I guess I'll remain the same



Sittin' here resting my bones … And this loneliness won't leave me alone


It's two thousand miles I roamed … Just to make this dock my home



I'm just gonna sit at the dock of the bay … Watching the tide roll away


sittin' on the dock of the bay

Wastin' time

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"No brushes or stencils, just spray" By David Walker.

A beautiful piece of art such as this exists within the streets of london. Inspired and captured by Redshift. Imagine the amount of thought that was put into this or was it a creation based on spray it as you go… Guess i'll never now so ask him for me when you get the chance...

I do not promote vandalism… But would love to see beautiful work such as this scattered everywhere… Just sit back and enjoy its beauty on my journeys… 

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We don’t stop playing because we grow old; we grow old because we stop playing

George Bernard Shaw