Arnold Genthe Greta Garbo 1925 gelatin silver print Los Angeles County Museum of Art |
Arnold Genthe Ruth St Denis in Dance Costume ca. 1918 gelatin silver print National Gallery of Australia, Canberra |
Arnold Genthe Ted Shawn in Dance Costume ca. 1915 gelatin silver print National Gallery of Australia, Canberra |
Arnold Genthe Untitled ca. 1920 gelatin silver print National Gallery of Australia, Canberra |
Philip Guston Bad Habits 1970 oil on canvas National Gallery of Australia, Canberra |
Philip Guston City 1969 drawing National Gallery of Australia, Canberra |
Philip Guston East Tenth 1977 oil on canvas Art Gallery of New South Wales, Sydney |
Philip Guston Heads, Easel and Book 1975 drawing National Gallery of Australia, Canberra |
Rosalie Gascoigne Fool's Gold 1992 painted wood National Gallery of Australia, Canberra |
Rosalie Gascoigne Study: Six Yellow Strips ca. 1995-96 painted wood National Gallery of Australia, Canberra |
Rosalie Gascoigne Study: Two Pink Squares ca. 1993-96 painted wood National-Gallery-of-Australia-Canberra |
Rosalie Gascoigne Study with Reflective Letter R ca. 1990 assemblage (found signage fragments mounted on board) National-Gallery-of-Australia-Canberra |
David Hockney Tres (End of Triple) 1990 lithograph National Gallery of Australia, Canberra |
David Hockney Four Flowers in Still Life 1990 lithograph National Gallery of Australia, Canberra |
David Hockney Paper Pool Studies 1978 pressed paper pulp National Gallery of Australia, Canberra |
David Hockney A Bigger Grand Canyon 1998 oil paint on sixty contiguous canvases National Gallery of Australia, Canberra |
Sonnets from China
I
So from the years their gifts were showered: each
Grabbed at the one it needed to survive;
Bee took the politics that suit a hive,
Trout finned as trout, peach moulded into peach,
And were successful at their first endeavour.
The hour of birth their only time in college,
They were content with their precocious knowledge,
To know their station and be right for ever.
Till, finally, there came a childish creature
On whom the years could model any feature,
Fake, as chance fell, a leopard or a dove,
Who by the gentlest wind was rudely shaken,
Who looked for truth but always was mistaken,
And envied his few friends, and chose his love.
– W.H. Auden (1938)