Mark Ryden Wood Lincoln 2012 screenprint on wood Los Angeles County Museum of Art |
Ann Craven 10 Moons (Cushing, Maine) 2012 oil on linen Farnsworth Art Museum, Rockland, Maine |
Mélanie Rocain Floating #2 2012 oil on canvas Agnes Etherington Art Centre, Kingston, Ontario |
Nina Katchadourian If Youth But Knew (series, Once Upon a Time in Delaware) 2012 C-print Delaware Art Museum, Wilmington |
Charles Avery Untitled (Smoking Idealist) 2012 acrylic paint and gouache on paper Kunstmuseum, The Hague |
Andrea Baldeck Card Catalogue Drawers Library of the College of Physicians of Philadelphia 2012 gelatin silver print Loeb Art Center, Vassar College, Poughkeepsie, New York |
Katherine Bradford Shadows 2012 oil on canvas Portland Museum of Art, Maine |
Tom Carment Fire Escape, Oxford Hotel, Taylor Square 2012 watercolor and ink on paper Art Gallery of New South Wales, Sydney |
Nathan Bond Optimist 2012 oil on canvas New Britain Museum of American Art, Connecticut |
Wayne Koestenbaum Jeff within Proscenium 2012 oil on canvas Portland Museum of Art, Maine |
Wayne Koestenbaum Jeff with Torqued Wrist 2012 oil on canvas Portland Museum of Art, Maine |
Jacob Collins Figure 2012 oil on canvas New Britain Museum of American Art, Connecticut |
Comme des Garçons Dress 2012 cotton and polyester National Gallery of Victoria, Melbourne |
Kiki Smith Earth 2012 woven composition in cotton jacquard National Gallery of Victoria, Melbourne |
Kiki Smith Sky 2012 woven composition in cotton jacquard National Gallery of Victoria, Melbourne |
Kiki Smith Underground 2012 woven composition in cotton jacquard National Gallery of Victoria, Melbourne |
Our Hunting Fathers
Our hunting fathers told the story
Of the sadness of the creatures,
Pitied the limits and the lack
Pitied the limits and the lack
Set in their finished features;
Saw in the lion's intolerant look,
Behind the quarry's dying glare,
Love raging for the personal glory
That reason's gift would add,
The liberal appetite and power,
The rightness of a god.
Who, nurtured in that fine tradition,
Predicted the result,
Guessed Love by nature suited to
The intricate ways of guilt,
That human ligaments could so
His southern gestures modify
And make it his mature ambition
To think no thought but ours,
To hunger, work illegally,
And be anonymous?
– W.H. Auden (1934)