Friday, January 24, 2025

Raking Light (from the Right) - I

workshop of Guercino
St Sebastian
after 1634
oil on canvas
Kunsthistorisches Museum, Vienna

Paul Delaroche
St Sebastian
ca. 1820-30
oil on canvas
Detroit Institute of Arts

Palma il Giovane
St Sebastian
ca. 1612
oil on canvas
Gemäldegalerie Alte Meister, Dresden

Anonymous Italian Artist
St Sebastian tended by St Irene
17th century
oil on canvas
Musée des Beaux-Arts de Bordeaux

Giambattista Tiepolo
Education of the Virgin
ca. 1720-22
oil on canvas
Musée des Beaux-Arts de Dijon

Francesco Capella
The Annunciation
ca. 1760-70
oil on canvas
Städel Museum, Frankfurt

Bartolomeo Biscaino
Rest on the Flight into Egypt
ca. 1655
drawing
Morgan Library, New York

Giovanni Vangembes
Holy Family with St Anthony of Padua and St Clare
ca. 1630
oil on canvas
Musée Fesch, Ajaccio, Corsica

Eugène Delacroix
Christ at the Column
1852
oil on canvas
Musée des Beaux-Arts de Dijon

Corrado Giaquinto
Christ at the Column
ca. 1750-60
oil on canvas
Fine Arts Museums of San Francisco

Pierre Subleyras
The Flagellation
ca. 1740
oil on canvas
Musée Ingres Bourdelle, Montauban

August Riedel
Judith with the Head of Holofernes
1840
oil on canvas
Neue Pinakothek, Munich

Pierre-Joseph Verhaghen
Lot and his Daughters
1770
oil on canvas
Musée des Beaux-Arts de Valenciennes

Jacopo Tintoretto
St Jerome
ca. 1570-75
oil on canvas
Kunsthistorisches Museum, Vienna

Andrea del Verrocchio
St Jerome
ca. 1460
oil and tempera on paper, mounted on panel
(study for painting)
Galleria Palatina, Palazzo Pitti, Florence

Claude-Joseph Vernet
Jonah and the Whale
1753
oil on canvas
Musée des Beaux-Arts de Lyon

No longer could the day nor Destinies
Delay the night, who now did frowning rise
Into her Throne; and at her humorous brests,
Visions and Dreames lay sucking; all mens rests
Fell like the mists of death upon their eyes,
Dayes too long darts so kild their faculties.
The windes yet, like the flowrs to cease began:
For bright LeucoteVenus whitest Swan,
That held sweet Hero deare, spread her fayre wings,
Like to a field of snow, and message brings
From Venus to the Fates, t'entreate them lay
Their charge upon the windes their rage to stay,
That the sterne battaile of the Seas might cease,
And guard Leander to his love in peace.
The Fates consent, (aye me dissembling Fates)
They shewd their favours to conceale their hates,
And draw Leander on, least Seas too hie
Should stay his too obsequious destinie:
Who like a fleering slavish Parasite,
In warping profit or a traiterous sleight,
Hoopes round his rotten bodie with devotes,
And pricks his descant face full of false notes,
Praysing with open throte (and other as fowle
As his false heart) the beautie of an Owle,
Kissing his skipping hand with charmed skips,
That cannot leave, but leapes upon his lips
Like a cock-sparrow, or a shameles queane
Sharpe at a red-lipt youth, and nought doth meane
Of all his antick shewes, but doth repayre
More tender fawnes, and takes a scattred hayre
From his tame subjects shoulder; whips, and cals
For every thing he lacks; creepes gainst the wals
With backward humblesse, to give needles way:
Thus his false fate did with Leander play.

– Christopher Marlowe, from Hero and Leander (published 1598)