Irving Penn Balenciaga Sleeve, Paris 1950 gelatin silver print Art Institute of Chicago |
Irving Penn Telegraphist, Paris 1950 platinum-palladium print Los Angeles County Museum of Art |
Curtis G. Pepper Street Scene in Mussomeli, Sicily ca. 1950 gelatin silver print Minneapolis Institute of Art |
Jeannette Klute Girl on Beach ca. 1950 dye transfer print Cleveland Museum of Art |
Jeannette Klute Derivations: Girl on Beach ca. 1950 dye transfer print Cleveland Museum of Art |
Jeannette Klute Derivations: Girl on Beach ca. 1950 dye transfer print Cleveland Museum of Art |
Jeannette Klute Derivations: Girl on Beach ca. 1950 dye transfer print Cleveland Museum of Art |
Charles Sheeler Cast of Michelangelo's Statue of Giuliano de' Medici Metropolitan Museum of Art, N.Y. ca. 1950 gelatin silver print Princeton University Art Museum |
Charles Sheeler Head of Statue of the God Amun, Egyptian, 1350 BC Metropolitan Museum of Art, N.Y. 1950 gelatin silver print Princeton University Art Museum |
Anonymous French Photographer André Gide ca. 1950 gelatin silver print private collection |
Elisabeth Hase Zwei Gefangene 1950 gelatin silver print Nelson-Atkins Museum of Art, Kansas City, Missouri |
Nigel Henderson Drusilla Henderson 1950 gelatin silver print Princeton University Art Museum |
Todd Webb St Luke's Place, New York 1950 gelatin silver print Nelson-Atkins Museum of Art, Kansas City, Missouri |
Minor White Mark Adams 1950 gelatin silver print Princeton University Art Museum |
Kenneth Heilbron Mink Coats and Mink Stole (fashion shot) ca. 1950 gelatin silver print Art Institute of Chicago |
Kenneth Heilbron Wrigley Building, Michigan Avenue, Chicago (fashion shot) ca. 1950 gelatin silver print Art Institute of Chicago |
from Little Deprivation in the Big North Woods
I thought I should tell my sister not to
go there again, never go there,
our grandfather dying
of some disease that makes him have heart attacks
in winter, the thick plastic sheeting over every
window, such meager
light in those rooms and you can't
see out, our uncle burning
through his liver and crashing everyone's car, whole family
squatting in that slumped house full of
newspapers and ashtrays,
the ceiling tiles falling, porch steps sinking deeper
every year into the ground, and our brother glowing
with a terrible manic fever
or sinking, too, or making
stilted amends or angry we weren't there to nurse him
through the last fever.
But I don't say it—don't go
home,
and she goes,
makes that northward trudge, past all
Starbucks, all Targets, past interstate highways and also
the hope of ever
distinguishing herself from the soil from which she
sprang
or crawled or never
fully crawled . . .
– Melissa Crowe (2020)