Thursday, January 16, 2025

Seated

Edward Biberman
Children at a Piano
ca. 1948-49
oil on canvas
Los Angeles County Museum of Art

Harrington Mann
Portrait of Robert Jackson
1925
oil on canvas
Art Gallery of Greater Victoria, British Columbia

Rineke Dijkstra
Almerisa Leidschendam, The Netherlands
2000
C-print
Institute of Contemporary Art, Boston

David Buchanan
Canadian Youth
1989
C-print
Museum London, Ontario

George Chinnery
Seated Woman
ca. 1802-1808
drawing
National Gallery of Canada, Ottawa

William Merritt Chase
Study of Seated Model
1888
pastel on canvas
Clark Art Institute, Williamstown, Massachusetts

José del Castillo
Seated Figures in a Landscape
ca. 1770
oil on canvas
(cabinet miniature)
Fine Arts Museums of San Francisco

George Coates
Figure Study
before 1930
drawing
National Gallery of Victoria, Melbourne

Anonymous Dutch Artist after Hendrik Goltzius
Shepherd playing a Flute
17th century
drawing
Museum Boijmans Van Beuningen, Rotterdam

 Grace Cossington-Smith
Lawless
ca. 1923
colored pencils on paper
National Gallery of Australia, Canberra

Gordon Coutts
Waiting
ca. 1895
oil on canvas
Art Gallery of New South Wales, Sydney

George Daniell
John Marin painting, Cliffside NJ
ca. 1930
gelatin silver print
Portland Museum of Art, Maine

Marco Dente
The Spinario
before 1527
engraving
Agnes Etherington Art Centre, Kingston, Ontario

Max Klinger
First Future
1880
etching and aquatint
National Gallery of Canada, Ottawa

Jan Anthonie Langendijk
Portrait of artist Martinus Schouman
ca. 1805
drawing
Städel Museum, Frankfurt

Lutz Dille
Naples
1962
gelatin silver print
National Gallery of Canada, Ottawa

Telemachus' Burden

Nothing
was exactly difficult because
routines develop, compensations
for perceived
absences and omissions. My mother
was the sort of woman
who let you know she was suffering and then
denied that suffering since in her view
suffering was what slaves did; when
I tried to console her,
to relieve her misery, she
rejected me. I now realize
if she'd been capable of honesty
she would have been
a Stoic. Unfortunately
she was a queen, she wanted it understood
at every moment she had chosen
her own destiny. She would have had to be
insane to choose that destiny. Well,
good luck to my father, in my opinion
a stupid man if he expects 
his return to diminish
her isolation; perhaps
he came back for that.  

– Louise Glück (1996)