Juan Gris Landscape with Houses at Ceret

Juan Gris Landscape with Houses at CeretGeorge Bellows Club NightCaravaggio The Seven Acts of Mercy
And although the Holy Listeners were so remote, many people took the extremely long and dangerous path to their templefrom the sky. Mort leapt from his back and ran through the silent cloisters to the room where the 88th abbot lay dying, surrounded by his devout followers.
Mort's footsteps boomed as he hurried across the intricate mosaic floor. The monks themselves wore woollen overshoes.
He reached the bed and waited for a moment, leaning on the scythe, until he could get his breath back.
The abbot, who was small and totally bald and had more wrinkles than a sackful of prunes, opened his eyes., travelling through frozen, troll-haunted lands, fording swift icy rivers, climbing forbidding mountains, trekking across inhospitable tundra, in order to climb the narrow stairway that led into the hidden valley and seek with an open heart the secrets of being.And the monks would cry unto them, 'Keep the bloody noise down!'Binky came through the mountain tops like a white blur, touching down in the snowy emptiness of a courtyard made spectral by the disco light