Winifred Sandys, "White Mayde of Avenel" (after 1902), watercolor on vellum, 8 × 6 inches. Delaware Art Museum, Samuel and Mary R. Bancroft Memorial, 1935 (all images courtesy Delaware Art Museum) ...
Henry Wallis, “Chatterton” (c. 1855–56), oil on canvas, 62.2 x 93.3 cm (24 1/2 x 36 3/4 in), Tate Gallery, London (all images courtesy the National Gallery of Art) In its first iteration in London, ...
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Truth & Beauty: The Pre-Raphaelites and the Old Masters is an escape. In the mausoleum-like lower galleries at the Legion of Honor, there are no windows to remind you of the outside world. There’s ...
The top-selling image at the museum bookstore of London’s Tate Britain is of a young woman floating on her back in a quiet river. Heavy-lidded eyes stare emptily upwards, lips are parted in confusion, ...
It isn’t immediately obvious, to contemporary eyes, what made the art of the American Pre-Raphaelites seem so ugly and so radical to 19th-century critics. Their intimately detailed water colors and ...
The handful of British artists who called themselves the Pre-Raphaelite Brotherhood were “a radical yet backward-looking” bunch, said Jeffry Cudlin in the Washington City Paper. The movement’s major ...
The Google Doodle for November 18 honors Fanny Eaton, a muse to the Pre-Raphaelites who helped redefine Victorian standards of beauty. Born in Jamaica on June 23, 1835, Eaton moved to London in the ...
Christie’s is honoured to announce The Joe Setton Collection: from Pre-Raphaelites to Last Romantics on 10 December in London. Inspired by Percy Bate’s seminal 1899 book The English Pre-Raphaelite ...
Whoops! There was an error and we couldn't process your subscription. Please reload the page and try again. There are at least two ways to look at the mid-19th ...
This piece received third place in the nonfiction category of the 2025 Wallace Prize. When I was nineteen it was my simple pleasure to walk every morning from class on York Street to my small room ...