a painting of a man jumping in the air
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a painting of a man jumping in the air

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a painting of a man jumping in the air
a painting of a man jumping in the air
a painting of a man jumping in the air
a painting of a man jumping in the air
a painting of a man jumping in the air
a painting of a man jumping in the air
a painting of a man jumping in the air
a painting of a man jumping in the air
a painting of a man jumping in the air
a painting of a man jumping in the air
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a painting of a man floating in the air
a painting of a man floating in the air
a painting of a man floating in the air
a painting of a man with wings in the air
a painting of a man with wings in the air
“Son of man, when the land sinneth against me by trespassing grievously, then will I stretch out mine hand upon it, and will break the staff of the bread thereof, and will send famine upon it, and will cut off man and beast from it:” (Ezekiel 14:13, KJV)
Golden Age Storybook Illustration Style, Rich Watercolor and Ink, Warm Sun-Drenched Lighting. A dynamic scene capturing a moment of desperate effort in a lush, overgrown vineyard. The Action (The Fox): A lithe, reddish-orange fox is caught in mid-air at the very apex of a maximum vertical leap. Its body is stretched precariously thin, hind legs kicking the air, and front paws strained upward. Its jaws are snapping wildly just inches below the target, eyes wide with intense, watering desire and frustration. The fox looks slightly bedraggled, suggesting this is not the first jump. The Prize (The Grapes): Hanging tantalizingly just out of reach from a thick, gnarled old vine is a magnificent, heavy cluster of deep purple, plump grapes. They are rendered to look incredibly juicy, dusted with natural bloom and catching the sunlight so they appear almost glowing and irresistible. The Setting: The afternoon sun filters through broad green grape leaves, casting dappled light on the dusty ground below, which shows disturbed earth from previous failed attempts. The overall mood is one of hot, tantalizing frustration.
a painting of a man with wings in the air
a painting of a man with wings in the air
a painting of a man with wings in the air
“Son of man, when the land sinneth against me by trespassing grievously, then will I stretch out mine hand upon it, and will break the staff of the bread thereof, and will send famine upon it, and will cut off man and beast from it:” (Ezekiel 14:13, KJV)
“Son of man, when the land sinneth against me by trespassing grievously, then will I stretch out mine hand upon it, and will break the staff of the bread thereof, and will send famine upon it, and will cut off man and beast from it:” (Ezekiel 14:13, KJV)
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a painting of a man with glasses and a beard
a painting of a man with his hands in the air
a painting of a man with his hands in the air
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a painting of a man with his hands in the air
a painting of a man with his hands in the air
a painting of a man reading a book in a library
a painting of a man reading a book in a library
a painting of a man in a suit smiling
I have a little shadow that goes in and out with me, And what can be the use of him is more than I can see. He is very, very like me from the heels up to the head; And I see him jump before me, when I jump into my bed. The funniest thing about him is the way he likes to grow— Not at all like proper children, which is always very slow; For he sometimes shoots up taller like an india-rubber ball, And he sometimes goes so little that there’s none of him at all. He hasn’t got a notion of how children ought to play, And can only make a fool of me in every sort of way. He stays so close behind me, he’s a coward you can see; I’d think shame to stick to nursie as that shadow sticks to me! One morning, very early, before the sun was up, I rose and found the shining dew on every buttercup; But my lazy little shadow, like an arrant sleepy-head, Had stayed at home behind me and was fast asleep in bed.
a painting of a man wearing sunglasses and a t - shirt