Phillip Medhurst

A Pilgrimage to Truth

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By (James) Jacques-Joseph Tissot, French, 1836-1902. Gouache on board.

By (James) Jacques-Joseph Tissot, French, 1836-1902. Gouache on board.

Phillip Medhurst presents 046/788 James Tissot Bible c 1899 The Offering of Abraham Genesis 22:12 Jewish Museum New York. By (James) Jacques-Joseph Tissot, French, 1836-1902. Gouache on board.

Phillip Medhurst presents 035/788 James Tissot Bible c 1899 Hagar and the angel in the desert Genesis 16:6 Jewish Museum New York. By (James) Jacques-Joseph Tissot, French, 1836-1902. Gouache on board.

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By (James) Jacques-Joseph Tissot, French, 1836-1902. Gouache on board.

Phillip Medhurst presents 371/392 the James Tissot Jesus c 1896 The Angel Seated on the Stone of the Tomb Matthew 28:2-3. By (James) Jacques-Joseph Tissot, French, 1836-1902. Opaque watercolour over graphite on paper. 23.2 x 13.7 cms. Brooklyn Museum New York.

Phillip Medhurst presents 371/392 the James Tissot Jesus c 1896 The Angel Seated on the Stone of the Tomb Matthew 28:2-3. By (James) Jacques-Joseph Tissot, French, 1836-1902. After a painting now in the Brooklyn Museum, New York; lithograph from “La Vie de Notre Seigneur Jésus Christ … . avec des notes et des dessins explicatifs […]

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https://archive.org/details/@phidev74/uploads THE LUKE PORTFOLIO CONTIGUOUS IMAGES IN THE BOWYER BIBLE. Robert Bowyer (1758-1834) expanded his own copy of the Macklin Bible to 45 volumes after acquiring and inserting over 6200 different prints of Biblical events. The Bowyer Bible is now housed in Bolton Museums and Archives, England. Phillip Medhurst felt that because of the huge […]

Mater Dolorosa

 

The pains of childbirth, then of dispossession,

A leaping heart, then steady retrogression

Was all angelic flutters came to bring.

Fair salutations bore a farewell sting.

 

And Death’s dark angel did not pass my door,

But slammed the board, demanding more and more.

My God, you owe this to me: let me see

Wherefore my child has now forsaken me.

 

I want to see him rise to tear the veil,

And borne by angels his kind Father hail,

As his bejewelled banner he unfurls,

His blood its rubies and my tears its pearls.