Stewart Sawyer Swimming Pool Fracas at Diana's Party 1956 gelatin silver print Princeton University Art Museum |
W. Eugene Smith Two Youths in a Theater, Pittsburgh ca. 1956 gelatin silver print Chrysler Museum of Art, Norfolk, Virginia |
David Vestal Ann Treer's Window, New York, NY 1956 gelatin silver print Nelson-Atkins Museum of Art, Kansas City, Missouri |
Todd Webb Lower Broadway, NY 1956 gelatin silver print Cleveland Museum of Art, Ohio |
Todd Webb Lower Broadway, NY 1956 gelatin silver print Cleveland Museum of Art, Ohio |
Roy DeCarava Haynes, Jones and Benjamin 1956 gelatin silver print Los Angeles County Museum of Art |
Robert Gene Wilcox Burial Ground of the Clan Macnab, Killin, Scotland 1956 gelatin silver print Minneapolis Institute of Art |
John Deakin Roger Mayne (photographer) ca. 1956-57 gelatin silver print Victoria & Albert Museum, London |
Simpson Kalisher Yard Crew keeps warm and waits between jobs in converted car ca. 1957 gelatin silver print Art Institute of Chicago |
Wynn Bullock Log and Horsetails 1957 gelatin silver print Cleveland Museum of Art, Ohio |
David Douglas Duncan Ordóñez and Bull 1957 photolithographic print Los Angeles County Museum of Art |
Elliott Erwitt Piano Lesson, Odessa 1957 gelatin silver print Minneapolis Institute of Art |
Bruce Davidson Leonard Bernstein ca. 1957 gelatin silver print Chrysler Museum of Art, Norfolk, Virginia |
John Szarkowski From Country Elevator, Red River Valley, Minnesota 1957 gelatin silver print Milwaukee Art Museum |
Imogen Cunningham Self Portrait on Geary Street ca. 1957 gelatin silver print Nelson-Atkins Museum of Art, Kansas City, Missouri |
Esther Bubley Untitled (pageant contestants from the waist down) 1957 gelatin silver print Los Angeles County Museum of Art |
from Christabel
And in my dream, methought I went
To search out what might there be found,
And what the sweet bird's trouble meant,
That thus lay fluttering on the ground.
I went and peered, and could descry
No cause for her distressful cry,
But yet for her dear lady's sake
I stooped, methought, the dove to take,
When lo! I saw a bright green snake
Coiled around its wings and neck.
Green as the herbs on which it couched,
Close by the dove's its head it crouched,
And with the dove it heaves and stirs,
Swelling its neck as she swelled hers!
I woke; it was the midnight hour,
The clock was echoing in the tower,
But though my slumber was gone by,
This dream it would not pass away –
It seems to live upon the eye!
And thence I vowed this selfsame day,
With music strong and saintly song
To wander through the forest bare,
Lest aught unholy loiter there.
– Samuel Taylor Coleridge (1816)