Wednesday, September 17, 2025

Morris Kantor

Morris Kantor
Society of Independent Artists
ca. 1918
linocut (exhibition poster)
Smithsonian American Art Museum, Washington DC


Morris Kantor
Force
1921
oil on linen
Smithsonian American Art Museum, Washington DC

Morris Kantor
Synthetic Arrangement
1922
oil on canvas
Smithsonian American Art Museum, Washington DC

Morris Kantor
Reclining Nude
1927
oil on linen
Smithsonian American Art Museum, Washington DC

Morris Kantor
Captain's House
1929
oil on canvas
Smithsonian American Art Museum, Washington DC

Morris Kantor
Woman Reading in Bed
1930
oil on linen
Smithsonian American Art Museum, Washington DC

Morris Kantor
Still Life with Dogwood
1930
oil on linen
Smithsonian American Art Museum, Washington DC

Morris Kantor
Interior
1931
oil on linen
Smithsonian American Art Museum, Washington DC

Morris Kantor
The Brothers
1934
oil on canvas
Smithsonian American Art Museum, Washington DC

Morris Kantor
Baseball at Night
1934
oil on linen
Smithsonian American Art Museum, Washington DC

Morris Kantor
Tension
1936
oil on linen
Smithsonian American Art Museum, Washington DC

Consuelo  Kanaga
Morris Kantor in his Studio, Cape Cod
1938
gelatin silver print
Archives of American Art, Washington DC

Morris Kantor
Girl with Cigarette

1940
oil on linen
Smithsonian American Art Museum, Washington DC

Morris Kantor
Untitled (Monhegan Series)
1944
drawing
Smithsonian American Art Museum, Washington DC

Morris Kantor
Untitled (Monhegan Series)
1944
drawing
Smithsonian American Art Museum, Washington DC

Morris Kantor
Seashore
1953-54
oil on canvas
Smithsonian American Art Museum, Washington DC

Morris Kantor
Triptych
1963
oil on canvas
Smithsonian American Art Museum, Washington DC

Chorus from Oedipus

Fate is the master of everything    it is vain to fight against fate
from the beginning to the end the road is laid down     human
scheming is futile    worries are futile    prayers are futile
sometimes a man wins    sometimes he loses
who decides whether he loses or wins
it has all been decided long ago elsewhere
it is destiny
not a single man can alter it
all he can do is let it happen

the good luck the bad luck everything that happens
everything that seems to toss our days up and down
it is all there from the first moment
it is all there    tangled in the knotted mesh of causes
helpless to change itself
even the great god lies there entangled
helpless in the mesh of causes
and the last day lies tangled there with the first
a man's life is a pattern on the floor    like a maze
it is all fixed    he wanders in the pattern
no prayer can alter it
or help him to escape it    nothing

then fear can be the end of him
a man's fear of his fate is often his fate
leaping to avoid it    he meets it

– Seneca (4 BC-AD 65), translated by Ted Hughes (1969)