Saturday, October 19, 2024

Transcriptions - Cool

Evelyn Hofer
Jammet's, Dublin
1966
gelatin silver print
High Museum of Art, Atlanta

Ilse Bing
Salut de Schiaparelli
(publicity shot for perfume)
1934
gelatin silver print
High Museum of Art, Atlanta

Éditions Paul Martial (Paris)
Sliced Mattress
ca. 1928-29
gelatin silver print
Kupferstichkabinett, Kunstmuseum, Basel

Baron Adolf De Meyer
Maenad in L'Après-midi d'un Faune
1912
palladium print
Princeton University Art Museum

Hans Bellmer
La Poupée
ca. 1934
gelatin silver print
Metropolitan Museum of Art, New York

Thomas Struth
Corso Vittorio Emanuele, Naples
1989
gelatin silver print
Museum Boijmans Van Beuningen, Rotterdam

Richard Avedon
Polly Mellen, Fashion Editor
1975
gelatin silver print
High Museum of Art, Atlanta

Les Gray
Colonnade Figure
(series, Assignment Rome)
1972
gelatin silver print
National Gallery of Victoria, Melbourne

George Platt Lynes
Portrait of painter Marsden Hartley
1943
gelatin silver print
Princeton University Art Museum

Marsha Burns
White Snow Goose Sequence
ca. 1976
gelatin silver print
Princeton University Art Museum

Ruth Bernhard
Classic Torso
1952
gelatin silver print
Cincinnati Art Museum, Ohio

Anonymous French Photographer
Fencers
ca. 1900
gelatin silver prints
(stereocard)
Wellcome Collection, London

Berenice Abbott
Untitled
ca. 1925
gelatin silver print
Clark Art Institute, Williamstown, Massachusetts

John Yang
Untitled
1990
platinum print
High Museum of Art, Atlanta

Edward Weston
Untitled
(Tombstone Sculpture by William Edmondson)
1941
gelatin silver print
High Museum of Art, Atlanta

Hiroshi Sugimoto
Diorama with Ostriches
1980
gelatin silver print
High Museum of Art, Atlanta

Love and Death

Behold the flashing waters,
     A cloven, dancing jet,
That from the milk-white marble
     For ever foam and fret;
Far off in drowsy valleys
     Where the meadow saffrons blow,
The feet of summer dabble
     In their coiling calm and slow. 
The banks are worn for ever
     By a people sadly gay:
A Titan, with loud laughter,
     Made them of fire and clay.
Go ask the springing flowers
     And the flowing air above,
What are the twin-born waters,
     And they'll answer Death and Love.

With wreaths of withered flowers
     Two lonely spirits wait,
With wreaths of withered flowers,
    'Fore paradise's gate.
They may not pass the portal,
     Poor earth-enkindled pair,
Though sad is many a spirit
     To pass and leave them there
Still staring at their flowers,
     That dull and faded are.
If one should rise beside thee,
     The other is not far.
Go ask the youngest angel,
     She will say with bated breath,
By the door of Mary's garden
     Are the spirits Love and Death.

– W.B. Yeats (1885)