Tuesday, August 8, 2023

World of Fountains - X

Giovanni Angelo Montorsoli
Fontana di Orione
(The River Tiber)
1553
marble
Piazza del Duomo, Messina

Giovanni Angelo Montorsoli
Fontana del Nettuno
(Neptune between Scylla and Charybdis)
1557
marble
Piazza Unità d'Italia, Messina

Domenico Parasacchi
Fontana della Barcaccia,
Piazza di Spagna, Rome

1637
etching
Rijksmuseum, Amsterdam

Jan Lutma the Younger
Imaginary Fountain and Column of Trajan, Rome
1656
etching and engraving
National Gallery of Art, Washington DC

Romeyn de Hooghe
Fountain in the Park of Enghien
1686
etching
Rijksmuseum, Amsterdam

Anonymous Italian Artist
Fontana della Tartarughe, Piazza Mattei, Rome
early 17th century
drawing
Princeton University Art Museum

Joseph-Ignace-François Parrocel
Fountain with Three Nereids
ca. 1740-50
drawing
National Gallery of Art, Washington DC

Joseph-Ignace-François Parrocel
Fountain with Three Tritons
ca. 1740-50
drawing
National Gallery of Art, Washington DC

Jean-Baptiste Huet
Capriccio with Fountain and Swans
1772
drawing
Art Institute of Chicago

Martin Ferdinand Quadal
Child with Swan and Dog at a Fountain
1793
etching
Rijksmuseum, Amsterdam

Joseph-Mallord-William Turner
The Apollo Fountain at Versailles
ca. 1833
watercolor
Tate Gallery

Wilhelm Marstrand
Fountain in Rome
ca. 1836-41
oil on paper, mounted on canvas
Metropolitan Museum of Art, New York

Charles Sims
The Fountain
1907-1908
oil on canvas
Tate Gallery

attributed to Urban Janke
Fountain, Palais Schwarzenberg, Vienna
1908
lithograph
(Wiener Werkstätte)
Metropolitan Museum of Art, New York

Henri Le Sidaner
Bassin des Tuileries, Paris
ca. 1910
pastel
British Museum

Ilse Bing
Solarized Fountain
1934
gelatin silver print
Minneapolis Institute of Art

Carole Robb
Rocks in a Fountain, Rome
2003
drawing
Victoria & Albert Museum, London

Water, Winter, Fire

In the little light of dawn
the merchant ships of Rome
slide into the breakers.
A rain of waves will hide them
forever beneath our dream.
We have always known of
the buried life, of these sources
of treasure, and of the washing –
the washing we have known.

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Suddenly, where leaves were,
there is nothing. The seasons
have shifted above us
in an indistinct rustle –
frozen, finally, to silence.
We had always suspected
the dying of all fruit,
and the likelihood of turning
poisonous during the night.

.   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .

Now that building, which has burned
so often, is burning again.
Our books and papers are rising
irretrievably into the heavens.
Heavier things are up and falling,
for which there can be no helping.
We have dreamed in this life before:
now, suddenly, the air is burning;
now it is useless to be home.

– Marvin Bell (1967)