Georges Lepape L'Habit Persan 1912 pochoir National Gallery of Australia, Canberra |
Georges Lepape Les Coussins 1912 pochoir National Gallery of Australia, Canberra |
Georges Lepape Antinéa: manteau de soir de Paul Poiret 1920 pochoir National Gallery of Australia, Canberra |
Georges Lepape Le Jazzoflute 1922 pochoir National Gallery of Australia, Canberra |
Nora Heysen Spring Flowers ca. 1956 oil on canvas Art Gallery of South Australia, Adelaide |
Nora Heysen Petunias 1930 oil on canvas Art Gallery of New South Wales, Sydney |
Nora Heysen Ruth 1933 oil on canvas National Gallery of Australia, Canberra |
Nora Heysen Self Portrait 1932 oil on canvas Art Gallery of New South Wales, Sydney |
George Lambert Portrait of artist Thea Proctor 1905 drawing Art Gallery of New South Wales, Sydney |
George Lambert Hugh Ramsay in London 1901 watercolor and gouache on paper National Gallery of Australia, Canberra |
George Lambert Portrait of artist Hugh Ramsay ca. 1902 (Ramsay died of TB in 1906 at age 29) oil on canvas Art Gallery of New South Wales, Sydney |
George Lambert Equestrian Portrait of a Boy 1905 oil on canvas Art Gallery of New South Wales, Sydney |
Helen Frankenthaler Lush Spring 1975 acrylic on canvas Phoenix Art Museum, Arizona |
Helen Frankenthaler Protect Renoir 1974 acrylic on canvas Art Gallery of Ontario, Toronto |
Helen Frankenthaler Tales of Genji III 1995 color woodcut and stencil-print National Gallery of Australia, Canberra |
Helen Frankenthaler The Cleveland Orchestra 60th Anniversary Season 1978 screenprint (poster) National Gallery of Australia, Canberra |
from For the Time Being
Chorus:
Darkness and snow descend;
The clock on the mantelpiece
Has nothing to recommend,
Nor does the face in the glass
Appear nobler than our own
As darkness and snow descend
On all personality.
Huge crowds mumble – "Alas,
Our angers do not increase,
Love is not what she used to be;"
Portly Caesar yawns – "I know;"
He falls asleep on his throne,
They shuffle off through the snow:
As darkness and snow descend
On all personality.
Huge crowds mumble – "Alas,
Our angers do not increase,
Love is not what she used to be;"
Portly Caesar yawns – "I know;"
He falls asleep on his throne,
They shuffle off through the snow:
Darkness and snow descend.
Semi-Chorus:
Can great Hercules keep his
Extraordinary promise
To reinvigorate the Empire?
Utterly lost, he cannot
Even locate his task but
To reinvigorate the Empire?
Utterly lost, he cannot
Even locate his task but
Stands in some decaying orchard
Or the irregular shadow
Or the irregular shadow
Of a ruined temple, aware of
Being watched from the horrid mountains
By fanatical eyes yet
By fanatical eyes yet
Seeing no one at all, only hearing
The silence softly broken
By the poisonous rustle
Of famishing Arachne.
The silence softly broken
By the poisonous rustle
Of famishing Arachne.
– W.H. Auden (1941-42)