#clementine hunter

[pwlanier]

NILS "BJÖRNJÄGARN" RUNDGREN. Composition with wagon and figures,

mixed media on paper, signed and dated 1966.

Cologne Auctions

#clementine hunter

[thatsbutterbaby]

Clementine Hunter (1886 - 1988) - Untitled (Zinnias in a Yellow Pitcher), circa 1970.  Oil on board.   x

#Clementine Hunter #Untitled (Zinnias in a Yellow Pitcher)

[arinewman7]

Clementine Hunter

‘Melrose’ appliqué quilt mounted in Plexiglas shadow box frame

#Clementine Hunter #artist #‘Melrose’ appliqué quilt

[chrysocomae]

Black Jesus

Clementine Hunter(American, ca. 1886 - 1988)’s Black Jesus is part of a tradition of imagery that dates to the early 19th century when Robert Alexander Young, in The Ethiopian Manifesto (1829), referred to the coming of a black messiah. Since then, artists have re-created the black Jesus in paintings, stained-glass windows, Bibles, and more. Hunter was known for her many depictions of Christ’s crucifixion, although this version stands out because it lacks a cross.

Hunter had no formal art training and only began painting in her fifties. She spent most of her life on the Melrose Plantation in Louisiana, picking cotton and collecting pecans. Later she worked inside, cleaning houses and washing clothes. Once she did begin painting, she was quite prolific. It is believed that she produced several thousand works.

Description

This oil painting depicts a human figure with arms extended horizontally. The figure wears a long loose dark red/brown robe that flares outward towards the hem. The figure's head, an oval with two white spots for eyes as the only defined features, has short lines radiating outward from the scalp. There are two small round red spots over the figure's chest. At the ends of each horizontal arm is a larger oblong of paint. Each oblong has a streak of red trickling from the center. At the bottom of the figure are two short triangular brush strokes. Each triangular shape has a red streak running through the middle. To the right of the figure are two short vertical lines crossed by three horizontal short lines. They are done in a dark reddish-brown color. Pencil lines are visible underneath the brush strokes. There is a dark grey blue line of color across the top of the painting, and a green line across the bottom."

- source

#black jesus #clementine hunter #american art #easter #black history #christianity

[art-4-sale]

100+ Famous Modern Art Artists of All Time

2/8/2024 ♦ Framed Poster Print ♦ Canvas Print ♦ Metal Print ♦ Acrylic Print ♦ Wood Prints 🌐 Worldwide shipping

#Rufus Porter #grandma moses #Purvis Young #Clementine Hunter #howard finster #Mose Tolliver #Jimmy Lee Sudduth #Bill Traylor #Gertrude Morgan #horace pippin #Bessie Harvey #Eunice Pinney #John Bunion Murray #Ulysses Davis #david butler #James Hampton #Achilles Rizzoli #thornton dial #Edward Hicks #gillian welch

[lisamarie-vee]

#clementine hunter #textile art #quilting

[kirbykendrick]

“Pecan Picking,” Clementine Hunter

Clementine Hunter was born in 1886, twenty years after the Civil War, when segregation and oppression of blacks was still rampant. Her child-like paintings of picking cotton, picking pecans, washing clothes, baptisms and funerals are gentle images of this oppression.

#art #I love art #follow art #Clementine Hunter #famous artists #artists on tumblr #Tumblr art blogs #beauty #pecan picking #outsider art #art history

[abwwia]

Clementine Hunter

Born near Cloutierville, LA 1886/7-died near Natchitoches, LA 1988

Photo by Carolyn Ramsey, Courtesy of Gilley's Gallery

#Carolyn Ramsey #Clementine Hunter #art by women #art

[fuzzysparrow]

Which self-taught black artist is the subject of the 2013 opera 'Zinnias' by Robert Wilson?

Clementine Hunter (1886-1988) was a self-taught black artist from Louisiana, USA. She spent most of her life as a farm labourer and never learned to read or write. At the age of 50, she picked up a paintbrush and began to paint. Initially, Hunter depicted plantation life in her artworks and sold them for as little as 25 cents. Fortunately, she gained the support of the locals who helped to supply her with paints so that she could produce more artwork, which eventually received wider attention.

Although she was mostly known for her depiction of plantation life, such as cotton picking and washing clothes, she eventually moved on to painting flowers, particularly zinnias. Zinnias were abundant in the South and her paintings usually captured a freshly cut bunch placed in a pot. Hunter’s style was flat and lacked perspective, but the vibrancy of the paint has made them attractive to many.

By the end of her life, Hunter’s paintings were exhibited in galleries and she was awarded an honorary Doctor of Fine Arts degree in 1986. In 2013, Robert Wilson (b.1941), an American playwright, produced an opera about Clementine Hunter entitled 'Zinnias: the Life of Clementine Hunter'. Wilson first met Hunter at the age of 12, when he acquired one of her works. Wilson gradually acquired many more of her paintings, which inspired his opera. The story focuses on Hunter's life from a young girl until her death in 1988 at the age of 101.

#Trivia #Clementine Hunter #Zinnias

[miwachan2]

MERRY CHRISTMAS! and HAPPY HOLIDAYS!

thank you @scissorwoman for this lovely idea! <3 I didn't have enough time to draw Bee, Y/N, or Eclipse sadly u.u BUT! i did have them sketched out! which ive shared under the cut UwU

maybe sometime after Christmas ill come back to the sketches and actually finish them (dont quote me on it tho)

#vampiric equinox #Vampire Sundrop #Vampire Moondrop #Vampire Eclipse #fnaf sundrop #fnaf moondrop #fnaf eclipse #fnaf vampire au #dca au #Vampire Hunter!Y/N #Vampire Hunter!Bee #fnaf dca #fnaf #color #Lilly #Theodore #Clementine #Carter #Christmas #Krampus #Santa #Elves #Reindeer #scissorwoman

[northern-passage]

You're not sure exactly what wakes you up - if it's the sudden absence in bed with you, of it it's the cold, creeping beneath the blankets, biting straight to the bone and making you shiver.

You turn over, eyeing the empty space beside you, sitting up and rubbing at your face. You're not sure what time it is, but there's some light coming in through the window, achingly bright as it reflects off the snow outside. You blink a few times, rubbing the sleep from your eyes, the room slowly coming into focus.

Clementine is hunched in front of the woodstove, muttering softly and poking at the near extinguished ashes, wood scattered on the floor around them, as well as a fresh kettle of water sat atop the stove.

"Clementine?"

They startle, turning to look at you for a moment before quickly glancing away. You can tell they're blushing, even from here.

"Did I wake you?" they ask, giving up on the woodstove and stepping back towards the bed.

"It's cold," is all you manage to say.

"I'm sorry," they say sheepishly. "I was trying to restart the fire..." they trail off, glancing back at the open woodstove. "I was going to make coffee," they gesture to the kettle. "I'm not doing a very good job."

You grunt, throwing the blankets off and sliding to the edge of the bed. Clementine looks particularly defeated as you stand and join them in front of the woodstove.

You crouch down, peering into the stove, some of the embers still faintly glowing in the ashes. Clementine twists their nightgown in their hands, hovering beside you.

You grab a piece of the kindling off the floor and prod the embers for a moment, clearing some of the ashes out of the way before reaching in and setting up the fresh firewood. You don't bother with the flint Clementine holds out for you, simply grabbing the wood and igniting it with your magic, watching as the embers glow hotter and hotter. Satisfied, you step back, closing the latch, your face warm from the fire.

"Let's go back to bed," you say, reaching for Clementine, but they jump back, shaking their head.

"Don't you dare get back in bed without washing your hands," they say, giving you a pointed look.

You blink, staring down at the ash smeared over your hands, even a dark stain on your shirt. Clementine's white nightgown looks pristine except for the wrinkles where they had been twisting it in front of them, but otherwise their hands are clean. You don't know how they always manage to do that. Half the time you just look at the woodstove and you get ash on your clothes.

Clementine's eyes widen as you stare at them.

"Don't," they say.

You can't help it.

"No!" Clementine shrieks as you lunge at them, your hands looming menacingly in front of you as you chase them around the room. They try to jump onto the bed and make a run for the door, but you jump after them, tackling them into the mattress as you both laugh.

They huff, twisting in your arms and pressing their hands against your chest, pinning you beneath them.

"You're the worst," they say, scowling down at their nightgown.

"You don't mean that," you say, pulling them closer to you, your hand on their hip. They scoff, but take the opportunity to then swing their leg over and straddle you, their nightgown riding up around their things, your eyes lingering for a moment.

"You're washing my gown. And the sheets," they say. "And taking a bath."

"Mmhm," you say, your hands sliding up their thighs, but they grab your wrists, leaning over you, pinning your hands to the bed.

You smile up at them, giving them the most innocent look you can manage.

The look they give you, however, is anything but innocent, and they lean in closer, their lips brushing along your jaw, their hands tightening around your wrists.

"A hot bath together does sound nice," they whisper, their lips pressed against your throat. You exhale slowly, turning and trying to catch them in a kiss - but they pull back, just enough to be out of your reach, their green eyes bright and mischievous. The light from the frosty window glows behind them, cutting straight through the thin cloth of their nightgown, leaving very little to your imagination. You've all but forgotten about the cold that woke you, nothing but heat in the bed now.

And then the kettle whistles, making both of you jump, Clementine letting go of your wrists as they clap their hands over their chest and laugh.

"Gods," you let out a ragged breath, slumping back into the blankets as Clementine clambers off of you, snatching the kettle off the stove.

Your ears still ring for a few more seconds, and you push yourself back up, running a hand over your face. Clementine sets up the coffee in the press, leaving it to steep before crawling back into bed with you. They curl up against you, wrapping their arms around your shoulders and pressing a kiss to your cheek.

"Coffee first... and then we'll see about that bath," they say, and this time they don't pull away when you turn to kiss them, their lips eagerly finding yours.

#clementine #snippets #wow these are really just all the hunter waking up lmfao

[lichtpause]

gay gay homosexual gay

#the northern passage #tnp #art #tnp clementine #interactive fiction #tnp hunter #last post before i vanish into the ether again for another semester #i have so many old sketches i never finished #so i might as well put them together #jesse heelan

[thatsbutterbaby]

Clementine Hunter - Alligator, 1971. 

Clementine Hunter - Flowers, n/d.  

Clementine Hunter - Drying Gourds African House, 1971. 

#Clementine Hunter #Alligator #Flowers #Drying Gourds African House

[crocuspetals]

twdg x warrior cats 🐱

#twdg #the walking dead game #telltale the walking dead #warrior cats #erin hunter warriors #violet twdg #louis twdg #clementine twdg #aj twdg #art #digital art #procreate #catified #catified art #animalified art #haven’t read a warriors book in years (aka I refuse to because I don’t like what they’ve done with them) #but middle school rhodey was obsessed with them #they’re also the reason why I draw so many cats and as a result can’t really draw humans

[somethingsomeart]

I'm back on my bullshit again~! A more proper view of Hunter!Tahir (where he's not suffering my memes for once) as I imagined him while I played through The Northern Passage IF demo @northern-passage And small scenes and interactions with the characters: Lea Chen, Merry Harlowe, Clementine and Noel Lykaon

Special appearances by Dot (the horse), a badly carved turtle, a little lucky bell and the Rot (and Tahir at the end of the demo)

Fangirlish rambling under the cut! It long

This honestly largely took this long cuz I could *not* figure out which scene I wanted to use for Noel! Xe has a ton of really great scenes but in most the Hunter wears their cloak (as per usual) and I really wanted one where that doesn't happen. Cuz, for Tahir, Noel is one of the people he's the most comfortable just being himself around rather than a hunter, cuz xe is hunter too but kind and he makes it easier. And since Tahir is an idiot who didn't even care to check for the wraith before going for Clem, he's kinda unconscious when they first meet!

So I ended up picking the scene in front of the door after the Hunter accidentally-on-purpose opens the Vel, where, to hide xirs fear and concern ('m guessing), Noel makes a joke that actually has the Hunter laughing. A short moment of almost normalcy surrounded by something that, of the group, only the two fully share.

Meanwhile Lea (he/him from a d3 toss) gets to be a gremlin! It was honestly a cute and really natural scene that I'd been itching to doodle for a bit so here it is! (Tahir's horse is called Dot cuz she has a dot in the centre of her forehead. She's a lusitano uwu I'm dating a horseboy, I gotta respect the horse) Tahir's favourite (non alcoholic) drink is actually coffee so Lea won himself some extra points right there! That he immediately lost for laughing at Tahir's suffering >:'(

Merry gets the scene with the little carved turtle cuz my thoughts were pretty much the same as Tahir's when I read the scene. It was really cute! It felt like seeing Merry rather than the pirate captain who is trying to protect her town, almost vulnerable and caring for just a little trinket that matters to her. Basically, Merry cute, cute Merry cute, I draw

Clem gets to tell a story! A story that, I'm sure, isn't going to be deeply meaningful nor anything. This is also a moment where Clem reaches out to the Hunter with an offer to protect them so I really wanted to include it. Despite how scared they seem, they still offer to come to the Hunter if he calls, and, ye, wanted to draw that!

And Tahir! As the Hunter. Tahir has brown eyes in the narration but he normally has amber ones, so I kept here even if it's hard to see ':D

Alcohol for his poison of choice. Favourite magic is sword. Touch starved as much as touch averse, no, he doesn't get it either.

He promised Jorah and he means to keep that promise, but gods if he’s not tired…

Very protective of his people: Noel, Lea and his dads mentors in particular, but Merry and Clem too (and whoever might need protection but these people most of all atm). In part thanks to that promise, and how it does help remind him to not hate others for… well, most of what being a hunter means, but it has led to him internalising a lot of that anger into a lack of care for his own safety that then leads to him being almost self-sacrificing when others are in danger. It’s fine tho! He’s fine!

He’s always fine, he has to be.

I haven’t figured out yet which romance path he’s gonna go for yet! Merry cute, Lea is delightful drama, and Noel is an absolute darling (sorry, Clem, you're not an option for Tahir, but at least that means less angst in your life??) so I am dying here!!

At this point in the demo Tahir’s managed to fight with Lea, but still agreed to talk, and lit his pipe (delicious scene btw, 5 stars~), was not kicked out of Merry’s ship cuz he kept away from the books but did get kicked out of her office when he went there to talk (yes, it hurt. A lot. He felt like such an idiot), been flustered by Noel and had a surprisingly not terrible conversation with him before they went to the isolation district, and made a blood pact with Clem, that came back to bite him in the ass (but also not really cuz wow! Keres hurts), he wants to have a little chat, Clem…!

He also got punched with the butt of a knife in the face by Duncan but paid him back in the final-current-demo-fight >:) (Duncan is awful in the absolutely best way possible! Had a lot of fun in his scenes and really enjoying hating the guy)

Really excited to get to find out what the hell Jorah is doing there, and working with/for Keres and Duncan?? In future chapters. (Also, Tahir would like to know where's Rodrick?? Where's dad, dad??) Also to find out more about the Hunter’s new “little” tagalong (aka, the Firstborn, I'm still going all in it's them!). Tahir actually doesn’t hate them, since they’ve only hurt him (as far as he knows) and not his people so there’s a good chance they’ll maybe be actually able to talk??

If you read this far, wow.

#doodle #fanart #the northern passage #digital sketch #if fanart #artists on tumblr #Lea Chen #Merry Harlowe #Clementine #Noel Lykaon #the Hunter #Tahir Salit #If you have light enough brown-ish eyes are you basically ahab 🤔 #(assigned hunter at birth) #halp how do u draw wet shirts

[marf244]

Sketch Dump

#my art #doodles #sketch dump #fanart #ocs #sona #twdg clementine #toh collector #hunter noceda #luz noceda #vee noceda #sans undertale #frisk undertale #chara undertale #mae borowski