Thursday, March 19, 2026

Flora

Katharina, Baroness von Röthlein
Nasturtiums
ca. 1820
watercolor on paper
Graphische Sammlung Albertina, Vienna


August Rokert
Caltha palustris
ca. 1840
watercolor on paper
Graphische Sammlung Albertina, Vienna

Anonymous American Designer
Vaughan Seed Store
ca. 1895
chromolithograph (catalogue cover)
Archives of American Gardens, Washington DC

Anonymous American Designer
G.R. Gause & Co.
1898
chromolithograph (catalogue cover)
Archives of American Gardens, Washington DC

Anonymous American Designer
Dreer's Garden Calendar
1899
chromolithograph (cover)
Archives of American Gardens, Washington DC

Paul Poiret (designer)
Poppies
1912
machine-printed wallpaper
Cooper Hewitt, Smithsonian Design Museum

Margaret Jordan Patterson
Zinnias and Marigolds
ca. 1921
color woodblock print
Smithsonian American Art Museum,
Washington DC

Anonymous British Designer
Delphiniums
1926
screenprinted wallpaper
Cooper Hewitt, Smithsonian Design Museum

Elioth Gruner
Daffodils
1927
oil on panel
Art Gallery of New South Wales, Sydney

William H. Johnson
Still Life - Yellow Lilies
ca. 1930-35
oil on burlap
Smithsonian American Art Museum, Washington DC

Anonymous Canadian Designer
Waterlilies
ca. 1948
machine-printed wallpaper
Cooper Hewitt, Smithsonian Design Museum

Winston Churchill
Vase of Red Tulips (after Cézanne)
1957
oil on canvas
Dallas Museum of Art

Hans Hofmann
Flowering Swamp
1957
oil on panel
Hirshhorn Museum, Washington DC

Anonymous French Designer
Germinal
1968
machine-printed wallpaper
Cooper Hewitt, Smithsonian Design Museum

Ray Robinson
Chrysanthemums
1988
oil pastel on paper
Museum London, Ontario

Hitoshi Ujiie
Floral
2006
digital inkjet print on silk
Cooper Hewitt, Smithsonian Design Museum

Jennifer Dickson
Meconopsis, Wellington Garden
2013
inkjet print
Ottawa Art Gallery, Ontario

18 October 1945

    I suppose money is so fascinating, so repelling and so tiring because it has the power to draw all forms of ingenuity out of people.

11 January 1946

    May was burgled last night in the high wind.  Or perhaps it was this morning just before dawn.
    All the drawers, even the tiny ones in the bureau, were opened, and the dummy books were thrown out on the floor; but all that was taken were two Chelsea figures, a little comfit-box with a tiny silver spoon, a double rose Dubarry scent-bottle and the chocolate in the urn-shaped china sugar-jar.
    The burglar also rested on her sofa, washed, brushed his hair, used the closet and polished his shoes.  In the kitchen he ate spoonfuls of marmalade, but did not steal the Georgian spoon; then he spread the marmalade about and found biscuits.
    When she came down in the early morning she found the front door open and the drawing-room curtains flapping out of the windows.
    The man had opened the windows with a knife and had tried to remove the putty round another pane.
    Two other houses, Bourne Mill and Faulkners, were also broken into, and the police think a Borstal boy or a deserter had perhaps been at work.
    Coming out of the pub at midday, Eric saw an unkempt youth with service respirator case, beret with land badge, an anxious retreating manner.  He feels that this youth might have slept in the outhouse at Bourne Mill and then begun his chain of housebreaking, when everyone was asleep.
    I side with the burglar unquestioningly and only wish that he'd helped himself to more. 

– from The Journals of Denton Welch (who was born in 1915, gravely injured in 1935, then wrote the journals between 1942 and his early death in 1948), edited by Michael De-la-Noy (1984)