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"Photography is not an art. Neither is painting, nor sculpture, literature or music. They are only different media for the individual to express his aesthetic feelings… You do not have to be a painter or a sculptor to be an artist. You may be a shoemaker. You may be creative as such. And, if so, you are a greater artist than the majority of the painters whose work is shown in the art galleries of today."
-Alfred Stieglitz
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Ma gouvernante – my nurse – mein Kindermädchen (My governess - my nurse - my nanny) by Méret Oppenheim, 1936. 
The Purge by István Sándorfi (Etienne Sandorfi), 1982.
Раненный вампиръ (Wounded Vampire) by B.A. Котарбинский (V.A. Kotarbinsky).
"I can’t answer that without enraging the art world. It’s enough to say that most of it comes straight out of dada, 1917. I get the impression that the idea is to shock. So many people laboring to outdo Duchamp’s urinal. It isn’t even shocking anymore, just kind of sad."

Dorothea Tanning,  American surrealist painter, printmaker, sculptor and writer, in response to what she thought about the artwork of today.

Assyrian demon Pazuzu, first millenium BC.   
Die Seelen des Acheron (The Souls of Acheron) by Adolf Hirémy-Hirschl, 1898. 
玫瑰和小鸟 (Roses and Small Bird) by Itō Jakuchū, part of the series Dōshoku sai-e (動植綵絵) c. 1761-1765.
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Apollo and Daphne by Gian Lorenzo Bernini, 1622–25.

“‘Destroy the beauty that has injured me, or change the body that destroys my life.’ Before her prayer was ended, torpor seized on all her body, and a thin bark closed around her gentle bosom, and her hair became as moving leaves; her arms were changed to waving branches, and her active feet as clinging roots were fastened to the ground—her face was hidden with encircling leaves.” 
Apollo and Daphne by Gian Lorenzo Bernini, 1622–25.

“‘Destroy the beauty that has injured me, or change the body that destroys my life.’ Before her prayer was ended, torpor seized on all her body, and a thin bark closed around her gentle bosom, and her hair became as moving leaves; her arms were changed to waving branches, and her active feet as clinging roots were fastened to the ground—her face was hidden with encircling leaves.” 
The Seven Last Words of Christ by F. Holland Day, 1898. (Click for full view) 
Father forgive them, for they know not what they do Truly, I say to you, today you will be with me in paradise Woman, behold your son: behold your mother My God, My God, why have you forsaken me,I thirst It is finished Father, into your hands I commit my spirit 

From 1895 to 1898 Day undertook a project that was without precedent: an extended series—some 250 negatives—showing scenes of the life of Christ, from the Annunciation to the Resurrection, in which he played the title role. In 1890 Day had traveled to Oberammergau to see the famous once-a-decade Passion Plays and may well have seen a similar multimedia presentation that toured the East Coast, including Boston, later in the 1890s. For his own production, Day starved himself, let his beard grow long, and imported cloth and a cross from Syria. Just prior to the re-enacted Crucifixion, he made this series of close-up self-portraits—the most powerful images in his entire series—which represent Christ’s seven last words.For many people, Day’s self-portraits as Christ were—and remain—unsettling, as one tries to reconcile their fact and fiction. Day defended the use of photography for sacred subjects as a matter of artistic freedom, and Steichen wrote, “Few paintings contain as much that is spiritual and sacred in them as do the ‘Seven Words’ of Mr. Day… . If we knew not its origin or its medium how different would be the appreciation of some of us, and if we cannot place our range of vision above this prejudice the fault lies wholly with us. If there are limitations to any of the arts, they are technical; but of the motif to be chosen the limitations are dependent on the man—if he is a master he will give us great art and ever exalt himself.” |x|
Dragon vase by Mack Lajos circa 1900.