The head rolls down the marble stairs, step by step, thunk by thunk, leaving a trail of blood. Calmly, the moor sheathed his sword.

Henri Regnault, Execution without Trial under the Moors of Grenada, 1871.
One of the best pictures painted in the 19th century. (I'm too tired right now to go into the reasons why I think this. Here are some bullet-pointy-type words: Gorgeous colour. Narrative tension. Beauty of man. Tension between decorative gold background and violent foreground. Academic pose versus Orientalist content. Sheer visual interest. Aesthetic delight. Very, very interesting, intriguing and weird narrative. Puddle of blood and drips on marble as index for time. Man dressed in pink.)
Henri Regnault, Execution without Trial under the Moors of Grenada, 1871.
One of the best pictures painted in the 19th century. (I'm too tired right now to go into the reasons why I think this. Here are some bullet-pointy-type words: Gorgeous colour. Narrative tension. Beauty of man. Tension between decorative gold background and violent foreground. Academic pose versus Orientalist content. Sheer visual interest. Aesthetic delight. Very, very interesting, intriguing and weird narrative. Puddle of blood and drips on marble as index for time. Man dressed in pink.)