Vilhelm Hammershøi Interior in Strandgade 1901 oil on canvas Landesmuseum, Hannover |
Francis Seymour Haden The Turkish Bath 1865 drypoint Albright-Knox Art Gallery, Buffalo, New York |
Anonymous Italian Artist Académie ca. 1615 drawing Statens Museum for Kunst, Copenhagen |
Anonymous British Photographer Study of model Laurence Woodford ca. 1920-30 photographic postcard Wellcome Collection, London |
Ottomar Anschütz Model throwing Javelin 1888 albumen print Graphische Sammlung Albertina, Vienna |
William Merritt Chase Nude ca. 1901 oil on canvas National Gallery of Art, Washington DC |
William Etty Boatman ca. 1818-20 oil on paper, mounted on panel Rhode Island School of Design, Providence |
Théodore Géricault Figure Study ca. 1818 drawing Morgan Library, New York |
Heinrich Dittmers Académie ca. 1650 drawing Statens Museum for Kunst, Copenhagen |
Anonymous British Artist Académie ca. 1860 watercolor Scottish National Gallery, Edinburgh |
Hugh Ramsay Académie ca. 1897 drawing Art Gallery of New South Wales, Sydney |
Aubert-Henri-Joseph Parent Académie 1783 drawing Musée des Beaux-Arts de Valenciennes |
Akseli Gallen-Kallela Conceptio Artis 1894 gouache on paper Ateneum Art Museum, Helsinki |
Jeffrey Smart Figure Study for painting, Elizabeth Bay ca. 1961 drawing Art Gallery of South Australia, Adelaide |
Georges Rouault Laborer 1935 etching and aquatint High Museum of Art, Atlanta |
Marsha Burns Untitled 1978 gelatin silver print Princeton University Art Museum |
from The Old Age of Queen Maeve
Maeve the great queen was pacing to and fro,
Between the walls covered with beaten bronze,
In her high house at Cruachan; the long hearth,
Flickering with ash and hazel, but half showed
Between the walls covered with beaten bronze,
In her high house at Cruachan; the long hearth,
Flickering with ash and hazel, but half showed
Where the tired horse-boys lay upon the rushes,
Or on the benches underneath the walls,
In comfortable sleep; all living slept
But that great queen, who more than half the night
Had paced from door to fire and fire to door.
But that great queen, who more than half the night
Had paced from door to fire and fire to door.
– W.B. Yeats (1903)