
A Burial at Ornans
Courbet gave an ordinary village funeral the scale reserved for kings and saints, and the critics were furious about it.

Courbet gave an ordinary village funeral the scale reserved for kings and saints, and the critics were furious about it.

Three women bend for the stalks left after harvest while a full farm sits small in the distance, which unsettled the people buying paintings.

Rain falls as fine diagonal scratches over the bridge, a trick Van Gogh admired enough to copy the whole print in oil.

Almost every detail is wrong, including the flag and the boat, and Leutze painted it in Germany seventy-five years after the fact.

The eye sweeps from pines on the cliff across Suruga Bay to Fuji, a whole vista folded into a few flat planes of color.

Voting on the courthouse steps with electioneering, arguing and one man too drunk to stand. Bingham had run for office himself.

Travelers go about their day along the road and Fuji sits pale behind them, near and far balanced with Hiroshige's usual quiet.

Oi was Hokusai's daughter and studio collaborator, and her handling of lantern light against darkness beats anything else in the ukiyo-e of her time.