Why are you mememing me? Mahler was Jewish and faced tons of anti-semitism during his career.
Are you patrician?
Cameron Ramirez
Tyler King
>all these fedoras itt
>you have to be religious to read the bible
?? Really? Is the reddit boogeyman real?
Wyatt Long
Disgusting Wagnerites
Noah Howard
:^)
James Powell
Solomon.
Liszt, or Vivaldi.
Haven't read enough poetry
Same as above, but favorite WRITER is Jacques Barzun.
Myself.
Ye jest?
Denis Villeneuve, and DESU I like Zack Snyder's stuff.
Michelangelo if you count sculptures.
Really?
I like the white house style buildings, white house itself isn't very impressive though.
Alexander Edwards
Fuck you man
Ian Gutierrez
Prophets are the most pleb meme of all time
Josquin is god, Faure is best boy
Rimbaud, but my taste in poetry is admittedly shit
Bernhard
Aurelius
Too ignorant to comment
Kubrick or Murnau
Beckmann
Too ignorant to comment but Rococo is garbage
Lucas Cox
>favorite prophet
I'm not religious, nor have I read many religious texts, but of what I have read; 'Wisdom of Solomon' agreed with me.
>favorite composer
Whenever I seek music I play
>>>Georgs Pelecis - Nevertheless,
and nothing else,
thank me later.
>favorite poet
>>not POEM, I'm singularly impressed,
>>>Favorite poem
The world was young, the mountains green,
No stain yet on the Moon was seen,
No words were laid on stream or stone,
When Durin woke and walked along.
He named the nameless hills and delles;
He drank from yet untasted wells;
He stopped and looked in Mirrormere,
And saw a crown of stars appear,
As gems upon a silver thread,
Above the shadow of his head.
The world was fair, the mountains tall,
In Elder Days before the fall
Of mighty kings in Nargothrond
And Gondolin, who now beyond
The Western Seas have passed away.
The world was fair in Durin's Day.
A king he was on carven throne
In many-pillared halls of stone
With golden roof and silver floor,
And runes of power upon the door.
The light of sun and star and moon
In shining lamps of crystal hewn
Undimmed by cloud or shade of night
There shown for ever fair and bright.
There hammer on the anvil smote,
There chisel clove, and graver wrote;
There forged was blade, and bound was hilt;
The delver mined, the mason built.
There beryl, pearl, and opal pale,
And metal wrought like fishes' mail,
Buckler and corslet, axe and sword,
And shining spears were laid in hoard.
Unwearied then were Durin's folk;
Beneath the mountain music woke:
The harpers harped, the minstrels sang,
And at the gates the trumpets rang.
The world is grey, the mountains old,
The forge's fire is ashen-cold;
No harp is wrung, no hammer falls:
The darkness dwells in Durin's halls;
The shadow lies upon his tomb
In Moria, in Khazad-dum.
But still the sunken stars appear
In dark and windless Mirrormere;
There lies his crown in water deep.
Till Durin wakes again from sleep.
>favorite novelist
AGAIN you can't have a favorite someone when it comes to art.
>>A Canticle for Leibowitz
>favorite philosopher
Plotinus.
>favorite playwright
eh
>favorite director
>>Hoodwinked!
>favorite painter
>>Should be greatest work of art
>>>wanderer above the sea of mist
Even though it's everywhere, can you blame it?
>favorite architect
Palladio, of course.
Grayson Mitchell
Yes, I am. Behold:
>prophet
op's mom
>composer
Chopin
>poet
Keats
>novelist
Proust
>philosopher
Schopie
>playwright
Beckett
>director
Kubrick
>painter
Aivazovsky
>architect
also op's mom
Dylan Miller
>favorite prophet
Isiah
>favorite composer
Shostakovich
>favorite poet
Blake
>favorite novelist
Melville, Bolano
>favorite philosopher
Kant, Hegel
>favorite playwright
Isben
>favorite director
Tarkovsky
>favorite painter
Moreau
>favorite architect
Henry Koch