Edward Hopper Reclining Nude painting

Edward Hopper Reclining Nude paintingFrederic Edwin Church The Andes of Ecuador paintingFrederic Edwin Church Mountains of Ecuador painting
, thin man with an air of resolute bewilderment. He wore an old black cloak, and his eyes were green.
"What do you see?" the old woman asked the short man. "Rukh, what do you see lying there?"
"Dead horse," he answered. "No, not dead. Give it to the manticore, or the dragon." His chuckle sounded like matches striking., thin man with an air of resolute bewilderment. He wore an old black cloak, and his eyes were green.
"What do you see?" the old woman asked the short man. "Rukh, what do you see lying there?"
"Dead horse," he answered. "No, not dead. Give it to the manticore, or the dragon." His chuckle sounded like matches striking.
"You're a fool," Mommy Fortuna said to him. Then, to the other, "What about you, wizard, seer, thaumaturge? What do you see with your sorcerer's sight?" She joined with the man Rukh in a ratchety roar of laughter, but it ended when she saw that the tall man was still staring at the unicorn. "Answer me, you juggler!" she snarled, but the tall man did not turn his head. The old woman turned it for him, reaching out a crablike hand to yank his chin around. His eyes fell
"You're a fool," Mommy Fortuna said to him. Then, to the other, "What about you, wizard, seer, thaumaturge? What do you see with your sorcerer's sight?" She joined with the man Rukh in a ratchety roar of laughter, but it ended when she saw that the tall man was still staring at the unicorn. "Answer me, you juggler!" she snarled, but the tall man did not turn his head. The old woman turned it for him, reaching out a crablike hand to yank his chin around. His eyes fell