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)