Robert Flynt Untitled 1988 C-print Los Angeles County Museum of Art |
Robert Bergman Untitled 1989 C-print Cleveland Museum of Art, Ohio |
Philip-Lorca diCorcia Brian in the Kitchen 1988 C-print Minneapolis Institute of Art |
Andreas Gursky Untitled (Essen) 1988 C-print Princeton University Art Museum |
Tina Barney Ken and Bruce 1989 C-print Los Angeles County Museum of Art |
Eliot Porter Redbud and Tulip Poplar 1988 dye transfer print Chrysler Museum of Art, Norfolk, Virginia |
Eliot Porter Red Tree near Cades Cove 1988 dye transfer print Chrysler Museum of Art, Norfolk, Virginia |
Sally Mann Night-Blooming Cereus 1988 gelatin silver print Nelson-Atkins Museum of Art, Kansas City, Missouri |
Herb Ritts Joel-Peter Witkin and Son, Albuquerque 1988 gelatin silver print Los Angeles County Museum of Art |
Robert Shlaer The Chrysler Museum 1989 daguerreotype Chrysler Museum of Art, Norfolk, Virginia |
Nan Goldin Risé & Monty on Sofa 1988 C-print Princeton University Art Museum |
Greg Gorman Tony Ward 1988 C-print Princeton University Art Museum |
Bruce Weber Tyke, Adirondack Park, N.Y. 1988 gelatin silver print Los Angeles County Museum of Art |
John Barnier Doryphoros 1989 platinum print Minneapolis Institute of Art |
Felix Gonzalez-Torres Untitled (Paris) 1988 C-print Art Institute of Chicago |
Eikoh Hosoe Dancer Kazuo Ohno, Yokohama 1988 gelatin silver print Princeton University Art Museum |
"Perennial beauty (but bound inexorably to perishing, to images, to earthly vicissitudes, to history, and thus but illusively perennial, as Palinurus will say) assumed in my mind the aspect of Aeneas. Aeneas is beauty, youth, ingenuousness ever in search of a promised land, where, in the contemplated, fleeting beauty, his own beauty smiles and enchants. But it is not the myth of Narcissus: it is the animating union of the life of memory, of fantasy, and of speculation, of the life of the mind; and it is, too, the fecund union of the carnal life in the long succession of generations."
"Dido came to represent the experience of one who, in late autumn, is about to pass beyond it; the hour in which living is about to become barren; the hour of one from whom the horrible, tremendous, final tremor of youth is about to depart. Dido is the experience of nature as against the moral experience."
– Giuseppe Ungaretti (1888-1970) on the Aeneid, translated from Italian by Allen Mandelbaum (1971)