Thursday, April 25, 2024

Alma-Tadema - Batoni - Beckmann - Altdorfer

Lawrence Alma-Tadema (designer)
Steinway Piano
1884-87
piano with exotic inlays and applied paintings
Clark Art Institute, Williamstown, Massachusetts

Lawrence Alma-Tadema (designer)
Steinway Piano - detail
1884-87
piano with exotic inlays and applied paintings
Clark Art Institute, Williamstown, Massachusetts

Lawrence Alma-Tadema (designer)
Steinway Piano - detail
1884-87
piano with exotic inlays and applied paintings
Clark Art Institute, Williamstown, Massachusetts

Lawrence Alma-Tadema (designer)
Armchair
1884-87
exotic woods, ivory, cotton, silk and other materials
National Gallery of Victoria, Melbourne

Pompeo Batoni
Triumph of Venice
1737
oil on canvas
North Carolina Museum of Art, Raleigh

Pompeo Batoni
Richard Aldworth Neville, later Baron Braybrooke
1773
oil on canvas
High Museum of Art, Atlanta

Pompeo Batoni
Portrait of a Young Man
ca. 1760-70
oil on canvas
Dallas Museum of Art

Pompeo Batoni
Académie
1769
drawing
Hamburger Kunsthalle

Max Beckmann
Snake Woman
1921
drypoint
Art Gallery of New South Wales, Sydney

Max Beckmann
Women's Bath
1922
drypoint
Art Gallery of New South Wales, Sydney

Max Beckmann
Still Life with Silver Candlestick
1943
oil on canvas
Los Angeles County Museum of Art

Max Beckmann
Mother and Daughter
1946
oil on canvas
Art Gallery of New South Wales, Sydney

Albrecht Altdorfer
Virgin and Child with St Anne preparing the Cradle
ca. 1515-20
engraving
Graphische Sammlung, ETH Zürich

Albrecht Altdorfer
Foliated Initial S between Balusters
ca. 1515-20
woodcut
Herzog Anton Ulrich Museum, Braunschweig

Albrecht Altdorfer
Judith with the Head of Holofernes
ca. 1520-30
engraving
National Gallery of Canada, Ottawa

Albrecht Altdorfer
The Resurrection
1518
oil on panel
(predella fragment)
Kunsthistorisches Museum, Vienna

from The Sea and the Mirror

[Prospero to Ariel]:

     To-day I am free and no longer need your freedom:
You, I suppose, will be off now to look for likely victims;
     Crowds chasing ankles, lone men stalking glory,
Some feverish young rebel among amiable flowers
     In consultation with his handsome envy,
A punctual plump judge, a fly-weight hermit in a dream
     Of gardens that time is for ever outside –
To lead absurdly by their self-important noses.
     Are you malicious by nature? I don't know.
Perhaps only incapable of doing nothing or of
     Being by yourself, and, for all your wry faces,
May secretly be anxious and miserable without
     A master to need you for the work you need.
Are all your tricks a test? If so, I hope you find, next time,
     Someone in whom you cannot spot the weakness
Through which you will corrupt him with your charm. Mine you did
     And me you have: thanks to us both, I have broken
Both of the promises I made as an apprentice –
     To hate nothing and to ask nothing for its love.
All by myself I tempted Antonio into treason;
     However that could be cleared up; both of us know
That both were in the wrong, and neither need by sorry:
     But Caliban remains my impervious disgrace.
We did it, Ariel, between us; you found on me a wish
     For absolute devotion; result – his wreck
That sprawls in the weeds and will not be repaired:
     My dignity discouraged by a pupil's curse,
I shall go knowing and incompetent into my grave.

– W.H. Auden (1942-44)