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in pictorial art?
John, you must not upset yourself like this,
a man of great... spirit and fine feeling.
And what is it you are about now, Mrs Somerville?
♪ Sense of soul like thee and me
and needs to be drawn out in the right circumstances.
nice bright light for you to work by...
- A life-saver. - Aye. He did save many a life.
I enjoy good health, thank'ee. And yourself?
- Herr Beethoven. - Ah!
Everything except God's good sunlight.
Precisely.
I think we would be happy.
Natural light, blackness.
and the onions grow.
I need to pay the wine merchant, my colour man...
- What is your quarrel here? - I have no respect for you.
Oh, yes, he's much engaged in administering to the poor veterans.
Be sanguine, fill your boots.
In summertime, though, 'tis a lovely calm spot for a picnic
You can't beat the old oxen.
She be drowned dead.
Oh, God!
That's too bad. That's too bad.
He has on former occasion chosen to paint
My first husband were taken from me when I was but a young woman.
I concur. He suffers the fate of Tantalus.
I have everything I need here in my wee bag,
My apologies to you both,
what in Jesu's name can 50 pounds do?
My house is full of things of beauty,
And out.
Ah, splendid.
♪ Pretty Kitty
There.
...with diminishing light.
Sir...
- Daddy. - Ah!
Bit breathless. Been up to the farm.
Sat in the corner of the shop, scratching away with the chalk and charcoal.
I denote from your brogue that you hail from the Americas.
Five times she has had to suffer that indignity.
I don't know!
Had a gander at the Rembrandt.
- I like your pictures. - Well, thank you, sir.
- Name of manufacturer? - Er...
Ahem... your Lordship!
My apologies if I have forced you to wait upon me.
I'm sorry to say, 'tis out of the question.
Hey!
I am simply shutting out the light, Mr Booth.
Schooling, two years.
so when I do look in the looking-glass I be glad I cannot see so well.
You have the arm of a blacksmith, Mrs Somerville.
between the way you paint a sunrise as opposed to a sunset?
- Chemise? - Lower.
There she is.
Would you like something to drink, sir?
Mr Haydon, sir, with deep regret I must inform you
And might it also be determined by the angle of the light?
Smoke, iron, steam.
There. 'Tis a nice day for'ee.
- 'Tis known as a daguerreotype. - Oh.
And yet, my dear Beechey, as his personal troubles increase,
- Changed my life, it did. - Oh, it did there.
- It is damned inadequate, - I wish you good day, sir.
- What it that? - I don't know.
Oh! Oh, there. Stay there, stay there.
Ah, Booth, yes. Mr Booth.
Have a care!
The greatest wonder in nature.
It needs no explanation, sir.
- We've been worried to death about you. - For why?
Plutarch said, Painting is silent poetry.
♪ Here I'll press thee to my heart
let alone the sea.
So, are you familiar with Margate, Mr Mallard?
spick and span, ready for our first visitors
Well, I do wish'ee a safe journey, and I thank you, Doctor.
and my old ma used to say, them what fish for compliments don't gel none.
This man... this man has spent a quarter of a century
Are you faring well?
Good day, Father. May I present my child to you?
- It's not here. - 'Tis in your other pocket, then?
In natural philosophy
- Blue, as yourself. - Splendid.
Colour is absolute.
Um...
What does it do to elevate the art?
- Dr Price. - Good morning, Turner.
It's this way, sir.
- Ten pounds, sir? - I wish to be free of the debt.
I do not know you, Mr Mallard,
the goddess of love'
Oh, here.
- As I live and breathe. - My dear friend.
do we not, Mr Ruskin?
Worse than.
Now, madam, sir, if I may ask you to fix your gaze here
- A ghost of the past. - No, Rabbie.
than a mere collection of precise brushstrokes
Mrs Haydon is presently with child.
Huh!
That brigand still robbing us, is he?
- Your age? - Twenty-two, sir.
♪ Remember me
Mm.
There. Oh, it be most pleasant to see you again.
- Eh? - Up in the muslin, Knock 'em out.
Missing your button, Mr Billy.