Enchanted by their innocent beauty,and captivated by their soulful big eyes,I am reminded of my teen yearsin which my bedroom walls would have beenadorned with as many of these paintings that I could have gotten my hands on.Each one would have stimulated dreaming of Paris, indulging in the beauty of the era,and imitating the style sense of the lovely muse.Countless hours would've been spent at my dressing table,copying the hairstyles, and recreating my eyes to be as sultry,and yet, as innocent, as theirs.I, most likely, would have taken them with me to college. And, alas, they would have been a part of my home today. Although the history, regarding the artist, is quite alluring,I am more captured by the images of a beloved style era, and it's iconic muse. In each and every Igor Pantuhoff image, "the eyes have it".