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If you’re getting married and you love art, then you’ve come to the right place....
Meet me in St. Louis, Louis!
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Life in the commune
Refused to kill Christians but slayed in that outfit
Shoplifter, electroshock therapy survivor, proverbial everywoman
Before there was OkCupid, there was The Cupid Seller by Joseph-Marie...
The patron saint of orgasms
Takaya Miou, Love Thyself. Courtesy of the Honolulu Museum of Art. The...
If Baroque art and a can of whipped cream had a baby, it would be the Rococo....
A long-forgotten treasure from Baroque’s leading lady
Original pieces from 942 can still be seen
There’s only a month left to find a Valentine (if you don’t already...
Unfinished business
As the neurologist Oliver Sacks noted, gardens are places of healing. The Greek...
This week we have The Temptation of Saint Anthony by Salvador Dali, housed in the...
I'm here for my mud wrap and mani/pedi
Do I make you horny baa-baa?
growing up fast
Matthew 19:21
George, George, George of the Dragon
Last of the lead white
X marx the spot
Claude Monet, The Japanese Footbridge, 1899, National Gallery of Art, Washington D....
Perspective, in a nutshell, is how much space/distance is shown in a 2D...
Well here we are–it’s the end of a franchise an era. The last Hunger Games...
Paul was a bit of a horndog
A really, really bad trip
Who doesn't love a good old-fashioned decapitation?
Sister martyr
Stood her ground til the gruesome end
Hunka hunka burnin' love
Got milk?
A healthy dose of Catholic guilt
But wait... there’s more!
Slumped from stigmata
Sh*t’s Escalating...
Monet paints choo choo trains
Should've paid the ransom!
His brother's keeper
