The Adorations of Infant Christ, was created by Cosimo Rosselli. This Picture was during The Renaissance period. A complex group of figures is gathered within a beautiful landscape. Three saints surround the infant Christ: Jerome witht his chest bared; Francis in the grey habit; and Benedict in the dark robe. In the foreground, the three Magi with their gifts kneel in adoration. Above are God the Father and the dove which symbolises the Holy Spirit. In the hills to the left, an angel appears to the shepherds.
Anthony Van Dyck was the artist who painted the 17th century painting. The painting was name Ecce Homo. In the painting,
Christ, crowned with thorns, is clothed in a robe of imperial purple in mockery of his description as the King of the Jews. Van Dyck shows him as the Man of Sorrows with a single tear running down his face – an image of profound sadness and humility. The format, with Christ’s body seen close up, confronts us with his human suffering. The title, Ecce Homo, means ‘Behold the Man’ — the words Pilate used to present Christ to the people before his crucifixion. ( The Barber institue of Fine Arts)
The Harvest Wagon is the name of this 18th century painting. The artist who painted this portrait was Thomas Gainsborough. The painting is a group of rustic figures travel in a harvest wagon at the end of the working day. The figures are unusually prominent for Gainsborough’s landscapes and are the result of careful study. Two of the women are based on the artist’s daughters whilst the landscape is inspired by the beautiful countryside around Bath where Gainsborough lived. ( The Barber institute of Fine Arts)
The 19th century painting was created by Rene' Magritte. It was called The Flavour of Tears
Surrealist paintings stir the imagination by subverting our expectations and transgressing boundaries. To this beguiling mixture Magritte adds a disturbing reality that we know from our dreams. Here, a totem-like bird assumes the form of a tobacco leaf. The birdleaf is consumed by a caterpillar that it would normally eat and the strange hybrid grows in front of a curtain which blurs landscape and interior. The title adds another provocative element. There are no tears, and we cannot taste a painting, but perhaps we should weep for a bird of peace that disintegrates before us.