William Bouguereau paintings

William Bouguereau paintings
Yvonne Jeanette Karlsen paintings

Avtandil paintings
The gymnast was very strong; it was a light task to hoist Basil on one of the trollies which in various sizes were part of the equipment of the sanatorium, and thus recumbent, dazed but not totally insensible, smoothly propelled up the main corridor, he was met by the presiding doctor.
“What have you there, sergeant?”
“Couldn’t say at all. Never saw the gentleman before.”
“It looks like Mr. Seal. Where did you find him?”
“He just walked into the gym, sir, looking rather queer and suddenly he passed out.”
“Gave you a queer look? Yes.”
“He rolls through the air with the greatest of ease, that darling young man on the flying trapeze,” Basil chanted with some faint semblance of tune in his voice.
“Been overdoing it a bit, sir, I wouldn’t wonder.”