Wednesday, September 4, 2024

Limning (Torsos)

Alphonse Legros
Study of Antique Torso
ca. 1880
drawing
National Gallery of Art, Washington DC

Carl Friedrich Lessing
Study of Classical Torso
1825
drawing
Cincinnati Art Museum, Ohio

Jan de Bisschop
Three Torsos after Antique Sculptures
1671
etching
Národní Galerie, Prague

Jan de Bisschop
Draped Torso of Antique Statue
ca. 1660
etching
Philadelphia Museum of Art

Anonymous Italian Artist
Studies of Antique Torso
ca. 1524
drawing
National Gallery of Art, Washington DC

Anonymous Italian Artist
Study of Antique Torso front and back
16th century
drawing
National Gallery of Scotland, Edinburgh

Daniel Huntington
Study of Classical Torso
1840
drawing
Cooper Hewitt, Smithsonian Design Museum

Oliviero Gatti after Guercino
Figure Study as Antique Torso
1619
engraving
(for drawing manual)
Harvard Art Museums

Anonymous Artist
Study of Antique Torso
17th century
drawing
Wellcome Collection, London

Peter Paul Rubens
Torso of the Laocoön
ca. 1601-1602
drawing
Kupferstich Kabinett, Gemäldegalerie, Dresden

Willem Panneels
Study of the Torso of the Laocoön
ca. 1628-30
drawing
Statens Museum for Kunst, Copenhagen

Anonymous Italian Artist
Studies of the Belvedere Torso
16th century
drawing
Graphische Sammlung Albertina, Vienna

Anonymous Italian Artist
Seated Figure with Helmet
(modeled on the Belvedere Torso)
16th century
drawing
University of Reading, Berkshire

John Downman
Study of the Belvedere Torso
ca. 1780
drawing
Art Institute of Chicago

Anonymous German Artist
Study of the Belvedere Torso
18th century
drawing
Kupferstich Kabinett, Gemäldegalerie, Dresden

Anonymous French Artist
Study of a Cast of the Belvedere Torso
18th century
drawing
Yale University Art Gallery

from The Gyres 

Things thought too long can be no longer thought
For beauty dies of beauty, worth of worth,
And ancient lineaments are blotted out.
Irrational streams of blood are staining earth;
Empedocles has thrown all things about;
Hector is dead and there's a light in Troy;
We that look on but laugh in tragic joy.

What matter though numb nightmare ride on top
And blood and mire the sensitive body stain?
What matter? Heave no sigh, let no tear drop,
A greater, a more gracious time has gone;
For painted forms or boxes of make-up
In ancient tombs I sighed, but not again;
What matter?

– W.B. Yeats (1938)