Arnold Böcklin is for me one of the great Symbolist painters of the latter part of the 19th Century. In a few short years between the 1880s and his death in 1901, he produced a body of work that was simultaneously beautiful and grotesque to behold. Blending Gothic romanticism, symbolism, and academicism. His latter works, in particular, took his mythological subject matter into darker, more ominous, and more overtly erotic territories, all the while showcasing his considerable talent for creating dynamic compositions and atmospheric landscapes. His attention to detail and his bold brush strokes combined to create a unique method (especially at a time where most artists were prone to focus on either technique or expression), giving Böcklin a mastery over both. While he may not be as celebrated today – a real crime, in my opinion – the legacy of incredibly vivid and morbid paintings he produced speaks for itself: Böcklin was a master.