kecobe:

Robert John Thornton (British; 1768–1837)
Tulips
Aquatint, 1798–1807
In: New Illustration of the Sexual System of Carolus von Linnaeus … The Temple of Flora, or Garden of Nature (London: Printed for the Author by T. Bensley)
The New York Public Library, Print Collection

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artemisdreaming:

Preparatory sketch for the Deposition from the Cross, the Chapel of San Bernardino, 1568, Besançon Museum of Fine Arts and Archaeology

Federico Barocci 

10:55 am, reblogged  by treasurefield 120
thecricketchirps:

William Morris, La Margarete Wallpaper Design

thecricketchirps:

William Morris, La Margarete Wallpaper Design

10:51 am, reblogged  by treasurefield 48

zombienormal:

The Three Holy Kings, Piotr Stachiewicz, Die Kunst für Alle, 1908-09.

Via.

  10:53 pm, reblogged  by treasurefield 2275

(Source: miraclechild95)

  10:51 pm, reblogged  by treasurefield 1153

ooksaidthelibrarian:

n18_w1150 by BioDivLibrary on Flickr.

Via Flickr:
Mollusques vivants et fossiles. Atlas.
Paris :Gide et Cie., éditeurs,1845.
biodiversitylibrary.org/page/14495653

10:51 pm, reblogged  by treasurefield 148

thejourneyofonethousandsteps:

vaguedouce:

thejourneyofonethousandsteps:

sublim-ature:

Tamarindo | Source

♥x❀x♥ Good morning liebschen, wishing you a beautiful day :) ♥x❀x♥

❤️xoxo❤️Right back atcha beautiful liebschen❤️thank you so much❤️xoxo❤️

♥❀♥ xoxox ♥❀♥ You’re very welcome, love :)

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sweetlysurreal:

Zeus Patrol, Michael Brown

10:13 pm, reblogged  by treasurefield 75

houbesnazak:

Eric Clapton - Layla

09:53 pm, reblogged  by treasurefield 335

(Source: alroyce)

  09:53 pm, reblogged  by treasurefield 269

artemisdreaming:

.

Slumber Song 

Some day, if I should ever lose you,
will you be able then to go to sleep
without me softly whispering above you
like night air stirring in the linden tree?


Without my waking here and watching
and saying words as tender as eyelids
that come to rest weightlessly upon your breast,
upon your sleeping limbs, upon your lips?

Without my touching you and leaving you
alone with what is yours, like a summer garden
that is overflowing with masses
of melissa and star-anise? 

.

~ Rainer Maria Rilke 

  07:54 pm, reblogged  by treasurefield 88

mythologyofblue:

Paolo Uccello, Lapidazione di Santo Stefano (dettaglio), Cappella dell’Assunta, Prato (via vertigo1871)

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