Thursday, December 13, 2007

abstract nude painting

abstract nude painting
abstract horse painting
famous picasso pablo painting
famous frida kahlo painting
We went to the Golden Cross at Charing Cross, then a mouldy sort of establishment in a close neighbourhood. A waiter showed me into the coffee-room; and a chambermaid introduced me to my small bedchamber, which smelt like a hackney-coach,
oil painting and was shut up like a family vault. I was still painfully conscious of my youth, for nobody stood in any awe of me at all: the chambermaid being utterly indifferent to my opinions on any subject, and the waiter being familiar with me, and offering advice to my inexperience. ¡¡¡¡'Well now,' said the waiter, in a tone of confidence, 'what would you like for dinner? Young gentlemen likes poultry in general: have a fowl!' ¡¡¡¡I told him, as majestically as I could, that I wasn't in the humour for a fowl. ¡¡¡¡'Ain't you?' said the waiter. 'Young gentlemen is generally tired of beef and mutton: have a weal cutlet!'

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