Gerlach Flicke Self Portrait (left) with Portrait of Henry Strangways 1554 oil on vellum, mounted on panel National Portrait Gallery, London |
According to curators at London's National Portrait Gallery, Flicke's is the first self portrait known to have been painted in England. He and his friend Strangways were both imprisoned under Mary Tudor in the Tower of London when the miniature diptych was made.
Isaac Oliver Miniature Self Portrait ca. 1590 watercolor on vellum National Portrait Gallery, London |
Jacob Jordaens Self Portrait ca. 1650 oil on canvas Alte Pinakothek, Munich |
Frans van Mieris Self Portrait as a Soldier 1662 oil on panel Worcester Art Museum, Worcester, Massachusetts |
Mary Beale Self Portrait ca. 1666 oil on canvas National Portrait Gallery, London |
William Aikman Self Portrait 1711 oil on canvas Scottish National Portrait Gallery, Edinburgh |
Jonathan Richardson, Senior Self Portrait at age Thirty 1697 drawing Courtauld Gallery, London |
Anton Raphael Mengs Self Portrait 1773 oil on canvas Neue Pinakothek, Munich |
Andrew Geddes Self Portrait in Van Dyck Costume 1812 oil on panel Scottish National Portrait Gallery, Edinburgh |
James Ensor Self Portrait in Clown Costume 1895 drawing Metropolitan Museum of Art, New York |
Duncan Grant Self Portrait ca. 1920 oil on canvas Scottish National Portrait Gallery, Edinburgh |
Lovis Corinth Self Portrait 1924 oil on canvas Neue Pinakothek, Munich |
Stanley Cursiter Chez Nous (Self Portrait with wife Phyllis Eda Hourston and model Poppy Low) 1925 oil on canvas Scottish National Portrait Gallery, Edinburgh |
Paraskeva Clark Myself 1933 oil on canvas National Gallery of Canada, Ottawa |
Oskar Kokoschka Self Portrait as Degenerate Artist 1937 oil on canvas Scottish National Gallery of Modern Art, Edinburgh |
Joan Brown Self Portrait ca. 1959 oil on canvas Yale University Art Gallery |
from La Durée
I remember one time when the feeling of my own existence faltered,
About a year after I'd settled in Milwaukee. I was in a Kmart
Parking lot – a local version of the paving stones of Venice –
And couldn't understand why I was there or what had brought me there.
I fell into a mild depression that persisted for a year or so
And dissipated, leaving me as I am, and as I've been for forty years.
There may be various ways to organize one's story, structuring it
And couldn't understand why I was there or what had brought me there.
I fell into a mild depression that persisted for a year or so
And dissipated, leaving me as I am, and as I've been for forty years.
There may be various ways to organize one's story, structuring it
By place-names or by people or by poems, instead of incidents
And years, yet all of them seem equal in the end. A life's
Partitions are internal to it, and of no significance beyond its course.
And years, yet all of them seem equal in the end. A life's
Partitions are internal to it, and of no significance beyond its course.
– John Koethe (2016)