The Voice Of An Archangel Art

Painting of a beautiful woman in flowing, Pre-Raphaelite style in the art style of Aestheticism --v 6.1
Painting of a beautiful woman in flowing, Pre-Raphaelite style in the art style of Aestheticism --v 6.1
Painting of a beautiful woman in flowing, Pre-Raphaelite style in the art style of Aestheticism --v 6.1
Painting of a beautiful woman in flowing, Pre-Raphaelite style in the art style of Aestheticism --v 6.1
Extreme close-up of human eye with visible capillaries in the art style of Hyperrealism --v 6.1
Extreme close-up of human eye with visible capillaries in the art style of Hyperrealism --v 6.1
Extreme close-up of human eye with visible capillaries in the art style of Hyperrealism --v 6.1
Detailed still life of fruit and vegetables on a wooden table in the art style of Realism --v 6.1
Detailed still life of fruit and vegetables on a wooden table in the art style of Realism --v 6.1
Detailed still life of fruit and vegetables on a wooden table in the art style of Realism --v 6.1
animal standing in natural pose
animal standing in natural pose
animal standing in natural pose
animal standing in natural pose
animal standing in natural pose
animal standing in natural pose
animal standing in natural pose
animal standing in natural pose
animal standing in natural pose
animal standing in natural pose
animal standing in natural pose
animal standing in natural pose
Extreme close-up of human eye with visible capillaries in the art style of Hyperrealism --v 6.1
Detailed still life of fruit and vegetables on a wooden table in the art style of Realism --v 6.1
a drawing of a woman with a hammer in her hand
a drawing of a man with a giant green monster like head
a painting of a man in a green outfit
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.
Shelter
A melting clock tower
A musician with guitar
Eiffel Towel
animal standing in natural pose
animal standing in natural pose
still life arrangement of fruits and flowers
They shall build houses and inhabit them; they shall plant vineyards and eat their fruit.
a painting of a red building on a hill
a painting of a man in armor holding a sword
a drawing of a man with a sword in his hand
a painting of a man in armor holding a lantern
a painting of a man in armor holding a sword
a painting of a man in armor holding a sword