Sunday, March 2, 2025

Marsden Hartley

Marsden Hartley
Forms Abstracted
1914
oil on canvas, in artist's painted frame
Whitney Museum of American Art, New York

 
Marsden Hartley
Painting Number 5
1914-15
oil on linen
Whitney Museum of American Art, New York

Neil Winokur
Marsden Hartley Book
(Painting Number 5 on dust jacket)
1986
C-print
Whitney Museum of American Art, New York

Marsden Hartley
Untitled (Still Life)
1917
oil on glass
Whitney Museum of American Art, New York

Marsden Hartley
Landscape, New Mexico
1919-20
oil on canvas
Whitney Museum of American Art, New York

Marsden Hartley
New Mexico Recollection #12
1922-23
oil on canvas
Blanton Museum of Art, Austin, Texas

Marsden Hartley
Purple Mountains, Vence
1925-26
oil on canvas
Phoenix Art Museum

Marsden Hartley
Mushrooms on a Blue Background
1929
oil on panel
Indianapolis Museum of Art

Marsden Hartley
Yliaster (Paracelsus)
1932
oil on board
Smithsonian American Art Museum, Washington DC

Marsden Hartley
Granite by the Sea
1937
oil on board
Whitney Museum of American Art, New York

Marsden Hartley
Robin Hood Cove, Georgetown, Maine
1938
oil on canvas
Whitney Museum of American Art, New York

Marsden Hartley
Young Hunter Hearing Call-To-Arms
ca. 1939
oil on panel
Carnegie Museum of Art, Pittsburgh

Marsden Hartley
Down-East Young Blades
ca. 1940
oil on panel
Wadsworth Atheneum, Hartford, Connecticut

Marsden Hartley
Madawaska, Acadian Light-Heavy, Third Arrangement
1940
oil on board
Whitney Museum of American Art, New York

Marsden Hartley
Lobster
ca. 1940-41
oil on board
Smithsonian American Art Museum, Washington DC

Marsden Hartley
Wild Roses
1942
oil on board
Phillips Collection, Washington DC

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

Marsden Hartley
Roses
1943
oil on canvas
Walker Art Center, Minneapolis

George Platt Lynes
Portrait of Marsden Hartley
1943
gelatin silver print
Art Institute of Chicago

Hunters

A dark night – the streets belong to the cats.
The cats and whatever small things they find to kill –
The cats are fast like their ancestors in the hills
and hungry like their ancestors.

Hardly any moon. So the night's cool –
no moon to heat it up. Summer's on the way out
but for now there's still plenty to hunt
though the mice are quiet, watchful like the cats.

Smell the air – a still night, a night for love.
And every once in a while a scream
rising from the street below
where the cat's digging his teeth into the rat's leg. 

Once the rat screams, it's dead. That scream is like a map:
it tells the cat where to find the throat. After that,
the scream's coming from a corpse.

You're lucky to be in love on nights like this,
still warm enough to lie naked on top of the sheets,
sweating because it's hard work, this love, no matter what anyone says.

The dead rats lie in the street, where the cat drops them.
Be glad you're not on the street now,
before the street cleaners come to sweep them away. When the sun rises,
it won't be disappointed with the world it finds,
the streets will be clean for the new day and the night that follows.

Just be glad you were in bed,
where the cries of love drown out the screams of the corpses.

– Louise Glück (2009)