Gustav Klimt Kiss painting

Gustav Klimt Kiss painting
flaming june painting
Gather ye rosebuds while ye may
girl with a pearl earring vermeer
We're sending a squad up," the voice announced suddenly. Han could almost smell the suspicion at the other end. What to say? Hespoke more eloquently with the business end of a pistol. "Negative—negative. We have an energy leak—very dangerous." "Weapon malfunction, energy leak…Who is this? What's your operating—?" Pointing his pistol at the panels, Solo blew the instrumentation to silent scraps."It was a dumb conversation anyway," he murmured. Turning, he shouted down thecorridor. "Hurry it up. Luke! We're going to have company." Luke heard, but he was absorbed in running from one cell to the next andstudying the numbers glowing above each doorway. The cell 2187, it appeared, didnot exist. But it did, and he found it just as he was about to give up and try the nextlevel down. For a long moment he examined the featureless convex metal wall. Turning hispistol to maximum and hoping it wouldn't melt in his hand before it broke through, heopened fire on the door. When the weapon became too hot to hold, he tossed it fromhand to hand. As he did so the smoke had time to clear, and he saw with somesurprise that the door had been blown away. Peering through the smoke with an uncomprehending look on her face was theyoung woman whose portrait Artoo Detoo had projected in a garage on Tatooineseveral centuries ago, or it seemed. She was even more beautiful than her image, Luke decided, staring dazedly ather. "You're even—more beautiful—than I—" Her look of confusion and uncertainty was replaced by first puzzlement and thenimpatience. "Aren't you a littler short for a storm trooper?" she finally commented. "What? Oh—the uniform." He removed the helmet, regaining a littlecomposure at the same time. "I've come to rescue you. I'm Luke Skywalker." "I beg your pardon?" she said politely.

klimt painting the kiss

klimt painting the kiss
Head of Christ
Hylas and the Nymphs
jesus christ on the cross
both he and Luke had darted clear of the rampaging Wookie, pulled out theirpistols, and were blasting away at him. Their reaction was excellent, theirenthusiasm undeniable, and their aim execrable. Not a single shot came close to thedodging Wookie. Instead, they blasted automatic cameras, energy-rate controls, andthe three dumbfounded guards. At this point it occurred to the officer in charge that the abominable aim of thetwo soldiers was a bit too selectively efficient. He was preparing to jab the generalalarm when a burst from Luke's pistol caught him in the midsection and he fellwithout a word to the gray deck. Solo rushed to the open comlink speaker, which was screeching anxiousquestions about what was going on. Apparently there were audio as well as visuallinks between this detention station and elsewhere. Ignoring the barrage of alternate threats and queries, he checked the readout setin the panel nearby. "We've got to find out which cell this Princess of yours is in.There must a dozen levels and—Here it is. Cell 2187. Go on—Chewie and I'llhold them here." Luke nodded once and was racing down the narrow walkway. After gesturing for the Wookie to take up a position where he could cover theelevators, Solo took a deep breath and responded to the unceasing calls from thecomlink. "Everything's under control," he said into the pickup, sounding reasonablyofficial. "Situation normal." "It didn't sound like that," a voice snapped back in a no-nonsense tone. "Whathappened?" "Uh, well, one of the guards experienced a weapon malfunction," Solostammered, his temporary officialese lapsing into nervousness. "No problem now—we're all fine, thanks. How about you?"

Mother and Child

Mother and Child
leonardo da vinci self portrait
Madonna Litta
madonna with the yarnwinder painting
It had been Luke's hope they would discover something like the old-fashionedbarred cells of the kind used on Tatooine in towns like Mos Eisley. Instead, they sawonly narrow ramps bordering a bottomless ventilation shaft. These walkways,several levels of them, ran parallel to smooth curving walls which held facelessdetention cells. Alert-looking guards and energy gates seemed to be everywherethey looked. Uncomfortably aware that the longer they stood frozen in place, the soonersomeone was bound to come over and ask unanswerable questions, Luke searchedfrantically for a course of action. "This isn't going to work," Solo whispered, leaning toward him. "Why didn't you say so before?" a frustrated, frightened Luke shot back. "I think I did. I—" "Shssh!" Solo shuts up Luke's worst fears were realized. A tall, grim-looking officerapproached them. He frowned as he examined the silent Chewbacca. "Where are you two going with this—thing?" Chewbacca snarled at the remark, and Solo quieted him with a hasty jab in theribs. A panicky Luke found himself replying almost instinctively. "Prisonertransfer from block TS-138." The officer looked puzzled. "I wasn't notified. I'll have to clear it." Turning, the man walked to a small console nearby and began entering hisrequest. Luke and Han hurriedly surveyed the situation, their gaze traveling fromalarms, energy gates, and remote photosensors to the three other guards station in thearea. Solo nodded to Luke as he unfastened Chewbacca's cuffs. Then he whisperedsomething to the Wookie. An ear-splitting howl shook the corridor as Chewbaccathrew up both hands, grabbing Solo's rifle from him. "Look out!" a seemingly terrified Solo shouted. "It's loose. It'll rip us allapart!"

Nude on the Beach

Nude on the Beach
My Sweet Rose painting
Naiade oil painting
Nighthawks Hopper
they traveled father and deeper into the bowels of the gigantic station, they foundit increasingly difficult to maintain an air of casual indifference. Fortunately, thosewho might have sensed some nervousness on the part of the two armored trooperswould regard it as only natural, considering their huge, dangerous Wookie captive.Chewbacca also made it impossible for the two young men to be as inconspicuous asthey would have liked. The farther they traveled, the heavier the traffic became. Other soldiers,bureaucrats, technicians, and mechanicals bustled around them. Intent on their ownassignments, they ignored the trio completely, only a few of the humans sparing theWookie a curious glance. Chewbacca's morose expression and the seemingconfidence of his captors reassured the inquisitive. Eventually they reached a wide bank of elevators. Luke breathed a sigh ofrelief. The computer-controlled transport ought to be capable of taking them justabout anywhere on the station in response to a verbal command. There was a nervous second when a minor official raced to get aboard. Sologestured sharply, and the other, without voicing a protest, shifted to the next elevatortube in line. Luke studied the operating panel, then tried to sound at once knowledgeable andimportant as he spoke into the pickup grid. Instead, he sounded nervous and scared,but the elevator was a pure-response mechanism, not programmed to differentiate theappropriateness of emotions conveyed vocally. So the door slid shut and they wereon their way. After what felt like hours but was in reality only minutes, the dooropened and they stepped out into the security area.

Red Nude painting

Red Nude painting
One Moment in Time
precious time
Red Hat Girl
"I don't know…I can imagine quite a bit." He glanced at Chewbacca, whogrunted a terse reply. Solo shrugged back at the big Wookie. "All right, we'll giveit a try. But you'd better be right about that reward. What's your plan, kid?" Luke was momentarily taken aback. Al his energies up till now had beenconcentrated on persuading Solo and Chewbacca to aid in a rescue attempt. Thataccomplished, Luke became aware he had no idea how to proceed. He had grownused to old Ben and Solo giving directions. Now the next move was up to him. His eyes were caught by several metal circlets dangling from the belt of Solo'sarmor. "Give me those binders and tell Chewbacca to come over there." Solo handed Luke the thin but quite unbreakable cuffs and relayed the request toChewbacca. The Wookie lumbered over and stood waiting next to Luke. "Now, I'm going to put these on you," Luke began, starting to move behind theWookie with the cuffs, "and—" Chewbacca made a sound low in his throat, and Luke jumped in spite of himself."Now," he began again, "Han is going to put these on you and…" he sheepishlyhanded the binders to Solo, uncomfortably aware of the enormous anthropoid'sglowing eyes on him. Solo sounded amused as he moved forward. "Don't worry, Chewie. I think Iknow what he has in mind." The cuffs barely fit around the thick wrists. Despite his partner's seemingconfidence in the plan, the Wookie wore a worried, frightened look as the restraintswere activated. "Luke, sir." Luke looked over at Threepio. "Pardon me for asking, but ah—what should Artoo and I do if someone discovers us here in your absence?" "Hope they don't have blasters," Solo replied.