Modern Art Painting

Modern Art Painting
Gustav Klimt The Kiss
Gustav Klimt Painting
William Bouguereau ¡¡¡¡Jo pointed, and Laurie sat up to examine; for through an opening in the wood one could look across the wide blue river, the meadows on the other side, far over the outskirts of the great city, to the green hills that rose to meet the sky. The sun was low, and the heavens glowed with the splendour of an autumn sunset. Gold and purple clouds lay on the hilltops; and rising high into the ruddy light were silvery white peaks, that shone like the airy spires of some Celestial City. ¡¡¡¡`How beautiful that is!' said Laurie, softly, for he was quick to see and feel beauty of any kind. ¡¡¡¡`It's often so;
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and we like to watch it, for it is never the same, but always splendid,' replied Amy, wishing she could paint it. ¡¡¡¡`Jo talks about the country where we hope to live some time - the real country, she means, with pigs and chickens and haymaking. It would be nice, but I wish the beautiful country up there was real, and we could ever go to it,' said Beth, musingly. ¡¡¡¡`There is a lovelier country even than that, where we shall go by and by, when we are good enough,' answered Meg, with her sweet voice.