Get the Look: 25 Nude Artworks

If you are feeling inspired by yesterday’s images of interior spaces hung with nudes, here are drawings, oil paintings, watercolors, and photographs available for sale online and at galleries in a wide range of price points.

Francine Turk

Tony Vevers, DNA Gallery

Brandon Herman, Untitled (Suzie Hedge)
archival print starting at $20 at 20×200

Left: Robert Malherbe, Nude with Tilted Head, 2008, oil on linen
$2,950 at Tim Olsen Gallery
Right: Jean Paul Brusset, ink drawing, c. 1950
starting bid $499.99 on eBay

David Bates, Reclining Nude, 2011 Betty Cunningham Gallery

Martine Emdur, Diaphne, 2010, oil on linen
$16,000 at  Tim Olsen Gallery

Cynthia Packard, Studio

Left: Embarrassed Female Statue, French drawing, c. 1910, $68 on eBay
Right: Young Female Nude, Michael Werner, $120 on eBay

Jean Fusaro, Nurose, 1959, oil on canvas
$3,800 at Douglas Rosin Decorative Arts & Antiques

Jacqueline Marval, Nu Allonge, 1912, Papillon Gallery

Left:  Robert Malherbe, Christina Flats VI, 2007, oil on linen
$4,000 at Tim Olsen Gallery
Right:  Pronkin, original india ink female nude, $6.75 on eBay

Neil Rodger, Nude with Bracelet, 2007, oil on canvas, Everard Read Gallery

Dana Ellyn, Balcony, 2011, watercolor, $90

Malerie Marder, Untitled, Artspace

Sally Michel, Reclining Nude, Childs Gallery

Left:  Original signed female pastel nude, $14 on eBay
Right: The Rac, Mama Singing in the Rain, pastel drawing, $46.75 on eBay

Rebekka Guoleifsdottir, From the Earth,
archival print starting at $100 at Artspace

Rebekka Guoleifsdottir, Bubble Bath
archival print starting at $100 at Artspace

Left: Lucie Bennett, Green Torso, gloss paint on aluminum
Right: Guna Naruns, nude watercolor, $95 on eBay

Looking Back: I Heart Rainbows

My sister just posted this old photo on Facebook. It’s a picture of her and her BFF Vicki on Halloween in my bedroom, circa 1982. (You needn’t do the math – I was 14.) I’m not quite sure what they’re supposed to be, other than examples of atrocious ’80s style. (Come to think of it, are those are my satin spandex Halloween hooker pants?!) The point here isn’t to embarrass them (well, maybe a little), but to showcase my incredible design sense. How sublimely ’80s.


Funny how some things never change. I still love the sky blue. The stripe I could do without. It was inspired by a room on the TV show “Too Close For Comfort.” Anyone remember it? It went around the top of the room, and dips into a V on the bed wall. I still remember issuing (ok, ordering) careful instructions to my dad, who lovingly (grudgingly?) painted it for me.

Gotta love the rainbow comforter too; the pillowcases form the arc. I had a unicorn stuffed animal that sat jauntily beneath it. And here’s a juicy little tidbit: the bed is a waterbed. I swear! The fabric art on the wall reminds me of ones found in pediatrician offices (a great vintage piece, I wonder where it went). Yes, the poly blend curtains are beyond hideous. Surely a Caldor’s purchase. I don’t recall the lovely star mobile, but I do remember the ceramic rainbow and cloud mobile that hung on the other end of the room, by my Technics and Pioneer stereo system. (Yeah, fine, I may have been a tiny bit spoiled.)

Finally, I’d like to point out the white clock on the far right. I still own it. In fact, I’ve used it every day since I bought it, probably in 1981. (I wanted the Sony Dream Cube, but couldn’t afford it. If only Nana had gifted a little more holiday cash.) The clock rocks. The alarm is obnoxious, my husband hates it. But it wakes me up.

Sweet dreams.