Mark Klett Balancing Rock, Road to Lee's Ferry, Marble Canyon, Arizona 1986 gelatin silver print Nelson-Atkins Museum of Art, Kansas City, Missouri |
Aldo Sessa Hand of Galina Ulanova (Bolshoi Ballet) 1986 gelatin silver print Los Angeles County Museum of Art |
Raghubir Singh Man Diving, Ganges Floods, Benares, Uttar Pradesh 1985 C-print Art Institute of Chicago |
Jo Spence Phototherapy: My Mother as a War Worker (Self Portrait) 1985 C-print Victoria & Albert Museum, London |
Jo Spence Untitled (Self Portrait) 1985 C-print Victoria & Albert Museum, London |
Bruce Weber Karl Lagerfeld Fashion Shot 1985 gelatin silver print Victoria & Albert Museum, London |
Henry Wessel Southern California 1985 gelatin silver print Los Angeles County Museum of Art |
Mike Ware Buchanty Bridge, Glenalmond 1985 platinum-palladium print Los Angeles County Museum of Art |
SebastiĆ£o Salgado Refugees hiding under trees to avoid government airplane surveillance Tigray, Ethiopia 1986 gelatin silver print Chrysler Museum of Art, Norfolk, Virginia |
SebastiĆ£o Salgado Serra Pelada, Brazil 1986 gelatin silver print Nelson-Atkins Museum of Art, Kansas City, Missouri |
Leland Rice Vision Induced by Nocturnal Aspect (Berlin Wall) 1985 C-print Los Angeles County Museum of Art |
Leland Rice Mauer im KZ-B ca. 1985-86 C-print Princeton University Art Museum |
Leland Rice Ost, West - Zu Hause Best ca. 1985-86 C-print Princeton University Art Museum |
Sally Mann Untitled (Georgia) 1986 gelatin silver print Art Institute of Chicago |
Sally Mann Easter Dress 1986 gelatin silver print Art Institute of Chicago |
Gary Sutton Lips above the Boulevard 1986 C-print Nelson-Atkins Museum of Art, Kansas City, Missouri |
from Ave Atque Vale (In memory of Charles Baudelaire)
Hast thou found any likeness for thy vision?
O gardener of strange flowers, what bud, what bloom,
Hast thou found sown, what gather'd in the gloom?
What of despair, of rapture, of derision,
What of life is there, what of ill or good?
Are the fruits grey like dust or bright like blood?
Does the dim ground grow any seed of ours,
The faint fields quicken any terrene root,
In low lands where the sun and moon are mute
And all the stars keep silence? Are there flowers
At all, or any fruit?
– Algernon Charles Swinburne (1878)