Tony Tuckson White over Red on Blue ca. 1970 acrylic on board National Gallery of Australia, Canberra |
Tony Tuckson White Lines (Horizontal) on Black and Pink 1973 acrylic on board Art Gallery of South Australia, Adelaide |
Tony Tuckson Circle and Arrow ca. 1963 acrylic and collage on board National Gallery of Australia, Canberra |
Tony Tuckson Pink with Charcoal Lines 1973 acrylic and charcoal on board Art Gallery of South Australia, Adelaide |
Eric Wilson Domestic Interior 1935 oil on canvas National Gallery of Australia, Canberra |
Eric Wilson Self Portrait as Bather about to Dive 1937 drawing National Gallery of Australia, Canberra |
Eric Wilson Self Portrait in Lifesaver's Bathing Cap 1937 drawing National Gallery of Australia, Canberra |
Eric Wilson The Artist's Mother 1937 oil on canvas National Gallery of Australia, Canberra |
Christian Waller Ex Libris - Frederick Miles Danks ca. 1932 linocut National Gallery of Australia, Canberra |
Christian Waller Ex Libris - Hilda Elliott ca. 1932 linocut National Gallery of Australia, Canberra |
Christian Waller Life Study of Mr Mansfield ca. 1910-11 drawing National Gallery of Australia, Canberra |
Christian Waller Model in Underwear (design study for advertisement) ca. 1917 drawing National Gallery of Australia, Canberra |
Paul Worstead Monster Book Sale 1977 screenprint (poster) National Gallery of Australia, Canberra |
Paul Worstead Book Sale 1980 screenprint (poster) National Gallery of Australia, Canberra |
Paul Worstead Settlement Disco Dance 1976 screenprint (poster) National Gallery of Australia, Canberra |
Paul Worstead Magnetics - Southern Cross Hotel 1980 screenprint (poster) National Gallery of Australia, Canberra |
Oxford
Nature invades: old rooks in each college garden
Still talk, like agile babies, the language of feeling,
By towers a river still runs coastward and will run,
Stones in those towers are utterly
Satisfied still with their weight.
Mineral and creature, so deeply in love with themselves
Their sin of accidie excludes all others,
Challenge our high-strung students with a careless beauty,
Setting a single error
Against their countless faults.
Outside, some factories, then a whole green country
Where a cigarette comforts the evil, a hymn the weak,
Where thousands fidget and poke and spend their money:
Eros Paidagogos
Weeps on his virginal bed.
And over this talkative city like any other
Weep the non-attached angels. Here too the knowledge of death
Is a consuming love, and the natural heart refuses
A low unflattering voice
That sleeps not till it find a hearing.
– W.H. Auden (1937)