Brumidi Painting Quotes & Sayings

A joy that's shared is a joy made double. — John Ray

It's so scary to go on stage. I used to throw up before I went on stage, every time. — Joel Kinnaman

In July the Sun is hot. Is it shining? No, it's not! — Michael Flanders

I absolutely love Oscar. So classic. So timeless. — Nicole Richie

The Apotheosis of Washington - a 4,664-square-foot fresco that covers the canopy of the Capitol Rotunda - was completed in 1865 by Constantino Brumidi. Known as "The Michelangelo of the Capitol," Brumidi had laid claim to the Capitol Rotunda in the same way Michelangelo had laid claim to the Sistine Chapel, by painting a fresco on the room's most lofty canvas - the ceiling. Like Michelangelo, Brumidi had done some of his finest work inside the Vatican. Brumidi, however, immigrated to America in 1852, abandoning God's largest shrine in favor of a new shrine, the U.S. Capitol, which now glistened with examples of his mastery - from the trompe l'oeil of the Brumidi Corridors to the frieze ceiling of the Vice President's Room. And yet it was the enormous image hovering above the Capitol Rotunda that most historians considered to be Brumidi's masterwork. Robert — Dan Brown

The movies that are made more thoughtfully or made or with more ambition often get just get drowned out by the noise. — Roger Ebert

Or perhaps even the world, noses were pushed up against the glass so they looked like a tribe of pig-children. — David Walliams

The grace and blessing of God is sufficient to carry us through the storms of life. With persistence and determination, victory awaits us at end of the journey. — Lailah Gifty Akita

R. Andrew C. Ivy, (is) the champion of the scientific doctrine of freedom of research, which has suffered in recent years through the falsity of certain politico-physician leaders of the AMA, who faked reports, suppressed honest information, brutally slugged the opposition, both physically and through pressures, used to prevent the truth about Krebiozen reaching the American people. — Roland V. Libonati

To write a blues song
is to regiment riots
and pluck gems from graves. — Etheridge Knight