Tuesday, July 30, 2024

Dimly Perceived

Pedro de Campaña (Pieter de Kempener)
Crucifixion
ca. 1550
oil on panel
Národní Galerie, Prague

attributed to Domenico Brusasorci
Portrait of a Woman
ca. 1550-60
oil on canvas
Rhode Island School of Design, Providence

Felice Riccio (il Brusasorci)
Dead Christ mourned by Angels
ca. 1590
oil on black marble
Národní Galerie, Prague

Paul Bril
Landscape with Temple of the Sibyl at Tivoli
1595
oil on copper
Galleria Borghese, Rome

Simon Vouet
Man with Figs
(male Carnival reveler wearing women's clothing)
ca. 1615
oil on canvas
Musée des Beaux-Arts de Caen

Alessandro Turchi (l'Orbetto)
Dead Christ in the Tomb
ca. 1616-17
oil on slate
Galleria Borghese, Rome

Domenico Fetti
Christ on the Mount of Olives
ca. 1617-19
oil on canvas
Národní Galerie, Prague

Quiringh van Brekelenkam
Sentimental Education
ca. 1660-65
oil on panel
Metropolitan Museum of Art, New York

Christopher Paudiss
Self Portrait
1661
oil on panel
Národní Galerie, Prague

attributed to Pietro Locatelli
Hunt of Diana
ca. 1670
oil on copper
Galleria Borghese, Rome

Jan van Somer
Card Players
ca. 1680
mezzotint
Museum of Fine Arts, Budapest

Hubert Robert
Ancient Structure with a Pool
1798
oil on canvas
Staatliche Kunsthalle, Karlsruhe

Henri Fantin-Latour
Reclining Woman
ca. 1901
oil on canvas
Museum Boijmans Van Beuningen, Rotterdam

Imogen Cunningham
Ben
1910
gelatin silver print
High Museum of Art, Atlanta

Gerhard Richter
Portrait of Heidi Kuhn
1968
oil on canvas
Graphische Sammlung Albertina, Vienna

Ross T. Smith
Mark and David Graham
1998
Fujicolor print
Auckland Art Gallery

While I, from that reed-throated whisperer
Who comes at need, although not now as once
A clear articulation in the air,
But inwardly, surmise companions
Beyond the fling of the dull ass's hoof
– Ben Jonson's phrase – and find when June is come
At Kyle-na-no under that ancient roof
A sterner conscience and a friendlier home,
I can forgive even that wrong of wrongs,
Those undreamt accidents that have made me
– Seeing that Fame has perished this long while,
Being but a part of ancient ceremony –
Notorious, till all my priceless things
Are but a post the passing dogs defile.

– W.B. Yeats (1914)