They found this painting in a sealed Paris apartment.
Boldini’s Portrait of Madame de Florian (1910) was untouched for decades.
The room was abandoned. The perfume bottles still full. A ghost with rouge on her cheeks.
Private collection
It was stolen by the Nazis.
Klimt’s Portrait of Adele Bloch-Bauer I (1907) is shimmering, erotic, sacred.
It became a symbol of restitution.
Returned to her family. Sold for $135 million.
Neue Galerie, NYC
He painted himself over 30 times. This one feels the most real.
Vincent van Gogh’s Self-Portrait (1887) isn’t tortured or tragic.
It’s steady. Focused. Still fighting.
Just before the spiral.
Art Institute of Chicago
Is this a wedding portrait or something darker?
The Arnolfini Portrait (1434) by Jan van Eyck is filled with symbols.
A mirror that sees behind. A dog for loyalty.
Or is it a memorial for a wife who died in childbirth?
National Gallery, London
He paints them like they own the Earth.
Mr. and Mrs. Andrews (1750) by Gainsborough is about land, legacy, and leisure.
The gun, the posture, the smirk, it’s a class flex.
National Gallery, London
This is what Beethoven looked like composing Missa Solemnis.
He couldn’t hear the music
But he could see every note in his mind.
This portrait (1820) captures genius under siege.
Beethoven House, Bonn
You might recognize the couch.
David’s Portrait of Madame Récamier (1800) inspired furniture trends for decades.
But the woman? Socialite. Charmer.
More powerful than she let on.
Louvre, Paris
Napoleon isn’t at war. He’s writing laws.
David’s Emperor in His Study (1812) shows the softer tyrant.
Books, clock, candle, sword. A man up past midnight building a new order.
National Gallery of Art, DC
She painted herself with pride.
Élisabeth Vigée Le Brun’s Self-Portrait in a Straw Hat (1782) was revolutionary.
Women weren’t supposed to look confident—
But she made herself immortal.
National Gallery, London
She was raped. Then she painted power.
Artemisia Gentileschi’s Self-Portrait as the Allegory of Painting (1638) isn't passive.
She grips her brush like a sword.
Art wasn’t escape. It was revenge.
Royal Collection, U.K.
He was born enslaved. Now he’s in Versailles.
Jean-Baptiste Belley (1797) stares down empire itself.
Once a soldier of the Haitian Revolution, he became a deputy in France.
The bust behind him? Enlightenment philosopher.
Palace of Versailles
This is what money looked like in Renaissance Florence.
Ghirlandaio’s Portrait of Giovanna Tornabuoni (1488) shows restraint.
Jewels and Latin texts. Piety and pride.
She died young, but her legacy was set in paint.
Museo Thyssen-Bornemisza, Madrid
Which one of these faces moved you most?
Was it the rage?
The mystery?
The elegance?
Art doesn’t just show what someone looked like it shows what we wanted to be.
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What if the greatest British export isn’t the language or the empire…
…but a sense of timeless beauty etched in stone and paint?
Most people don’t realize how bold British art and architecture really is.
Let me show you the masterpieces they never taught you about: 🧵👇
Most cities hide their secrets underground.
London built its greatest secret above ground.
The Royal Naval College in Greenwich looks like something out of ancient Rome yet it was designed by Christopher Wren to be “the Versailles of the sea.”
Its twin domes once trained the world's most powerful navy.
How do you immortalize love, sorrow, and empire… with one sculpture?
Answer: the Albert Memorial.
Critics mocked it when it was built. Now they quietly admit it’s one of the most emotionally overwhelming monuments in Europe.
Civilizations don’t begin with kings or armies — they begin with stories.
The Epic of Gilgamesh, Homer’s Iliad, Shakespeare’s Hamlet, Tolkien’s Lord of the Rings — separated by thousands of years, they’re all asking the same question:
How do you turn chaos into meaning? 🧵
The oldest epic we know is about Gilgamesh, king of Uruk, who lost his closest friend and went searching for immortality, only to learn that no man escapes death.
He learned that meaning lies in what we build and leave behind.
Across time, stories help us face death and make sense of a broken world.
That was 4,000 years ago. But the pattern never changed.
Every epic since has wrestled with the same truth: chaos comes for all of us.