Tuesday, December 3, 2024

Forties (Array)

Dan Lutz
New World
1945
oil on canvas
Orange County Museum of Art, Costa Mesa, California

Henri Cartier-Bresson
Untitled
1948
gelatin silver print
San Diego Museum of Art

Beaumont Newhall
Henri Cartier-Bresson, New York
1946
gelatin silver print
National Gallery of Australia, Canberra

Archibald Douglas Colquhoun
Amalie Sara Colquhoun in the Studio
1948
oil on canvas
Art Gallery of New South Wales, Sydney

Paul Delvaux
Les Phases de la Lune III
1942
oil on canvas
Museum Boijmans Van Beuningen, Rotterdam

Édouard Boubat
Lella, Bretagne
1948
gelatin silver print
Akron Art Museum, Ohio

Arthur Dove
Arrangement in Form II
1944
oil on canvas
Phoenix Art Museum, Arizona

Max Beckmann
Portrait of the Lütjens Family
1944
oil on canvas
Museum Boijmans Van Beuningen, Rotterdam

Herbert Cressey
Untitled
before 1944
oil on canvas
Crocker Art Museum, Sacramento, California

Athol Shmith
Portrait of Sally Gilmour in ballet production of Giselle
1948
gelatin silver print
Art Gallery of New South Wales, Sydney

Joan Miró
Moonbird
1944-46
bronze
Nasher Sculpture Center, Dallas

Gjon Mili
Picasso drawing with Light
1949
gelatin silver print
National Gallery of Australia, Canberra

René Magritte
Les Chants de Maldoror
1948
lithograph and letterpress
(cover of book by the Comte de Lautréamont)
Museum Boijmans Van Beuningen, Rotterdam

Alma Duncan
Self Portrait
1943
oil on panel
Ottawa Art Gallery, Ontario

Erle Loran
San Francisco Burning II
1944
gouache on paper
San Jose Museum of Art, California

Jack Shadbolt
Portrait of Jack Ritchel
1941
drawing
Art Gallery of Greater Victoria, British Columbia

from Hyacinth

1.
Is that an attitude for a flower, to stand 
like a club at the walk; poor slain boy,
is that a way to show
gratitude to the gods? White
with coloured hearts, the tall flowers
sway around you, all the other boys,
in the cold spring, as the violets open.

2.
There were no flowers in antiquity
but boys' bodies, pale, perfectly imagined.
So the gods sank to human shape with longing.
In the field, in the willow grove,
Apollo sent the courtiers away.

3. 
And from the blood of the wound
a flower sprang, lilylike, more brilliant
than the purples of Tyre.
Then the god wept: his vital grief
flooded the earth.

4. 
Beauty dies: that is the source 
of creation. Outside the ring of trees
the courtiers could hear 
the dove's call transmit
its uniform, its inborn sorrow –
They stood listening, among the rustling willows.
Was this the god's lament?
They listened carefully. And for a short time
all sound was sad.

– Louise Glück (1985)