Tuesday, July 2, 2024

Made in 1963

Henry Talbot
Fashion Shot for Australian Wool Board Awards
1963
gelatin silver print
(the composition echoes Last Year at Marienbad, released 1961)
National Gallery of Australia, Canberra

Rod Shaw
10th Sydney Film Festival
1963
screenprint (poster)
National Gallery of Australia, Canberra

Joyce Allen
The Conspirators
1963
linocut
National Gallery of Australia, Canberra

Henryk Tomaszewski
History of Simone Machard
(Polish production of drama by Bertolt Brecht)
1963
lithograph (poster)
National Gallery of Australia, Canberra

Kevin Connor
Haymarket Face
1963
oil on board
Art Gallery of New South Wales, Sydney

Larry Clark
Untitled
1963
gelatin silver print
National Gallery of Australia, Canberra

William Scott
Ochre and Orange-Red
1963
oil on canvas
National Gallery of Australia, Canberra

Lawrence Weiner
Paris
1963
gouache, ink and graphite on torn manila envelope
Phoenix Art Museum, Arizona

White Stag
Sports Blouse
(Toros en Vallauris print by Pablo Picasso)
1963
silkscreen-printed cotton
Royal Ontario Museum, Toronto

Graham Sutherland
Garden Abstraction
ca. 1963
oil on canvas
Los Angeles County Museum of Art

James Martin
About the Chair
1963
tempera on canvas
Art Gallery of Greater Victoria, British Columbia

Guy Grey-Smith
Bottles and Persimmon
1963
oil on canvas, mounted on panel
Art Gallery of South Australia, Adelaide

Stephan von Huene
Karooooo
1963
acrylic paint and textile collage on board
Norton Simon Museum, Pasadena, California

Bruno Bobak
A Walk on Hampstead Heath
1963
oil on canvas
Art Gallery of Greater Victoria, British Columbia

Ruth Bernhard
Two Forms
1963
gelatin silver print
San Jose Museum of Art, California

Anne Pare
Untitled
1963
textile collage on panel
Musée National des Beaux-Arts du Québec

from In Memory of Sigmund Freud 

When there are so many we shall have to mourn, 
when grief has been made so public, and exposed
          to the critique of a whole epoch
     the frailty of our conscience and anguish,

of whom shall we speak? For every day they die
among us, those who were doing us some good,
          who knew it was never enough but
     hoped to improve a little by living.

Such was this doctor: still at eighty he wished
to think of our life from whose unruliness
          so many plausible young futures
     with threats or flattery ask obedience,

but his wish was denied him: he closed his eyes
upon that last picture, common to us all, 
          of problems like relatives gathered
     puzzled and jealous about our dying.

For about him till the very end were still
those he had studied, the fauna of the night,
          and shades that still waited to enter
     the bright circle of his recognition

turned elsewhere with their disappointment as he
was taken away from his life interest
          to go back to the earth in London,
     an important Jew who died in exile.

– W.H. Auden (1939)