Monday, May 25, 2026

Crusade

Mariette Pathy Allen
Malinda with others at the Spring Fling Party Days
Provincetown, Massachusetts

1980
inkjet print
National Gallery of Art, Washington DC


Robert Barnes
Calais Coach
1980
oil on panel
Milwaukee Art Museum, Wisconsin

Bill Brandt
Bridget Riley
1980
gelatin silver print
National Gallery of Art, Washington DC

Jo Ann Callis
Goldfish and Stringbeans (#99)
1980
inkjet print
National Gallery of Art, Washington DC

James Casebere
Courtroom
1980
gelatin silver print
Guggenheim Museum, New York

Lynne Cohen
Computer School, Pittsburgh
1980
gelatin silver print
National Gallery of Art, Washington DC

Susan Crile
Deflected Light
1980
oil and gesso on canvas
Buffalo AKG Art Museum, New York

Bruce Davidson
Subway
1980
dye imbibition print
National Gallery of Art, Washington DC

Lee Friedlander
Canton, Ohio
1980
gelatin silver print
National Gallery of Art, Washington DC

Gilbert and George
Crusade
1980
hand-colored photomontage
Scottish National Gallery of Modern Art, Edinburgh

Jörg Immendorff
4 Muses
1980
acrylic on canvas
Saint Louis Art Museum

Robert Mapplethorpe
Katherine Cebrian
1980
gelatin silver print
National Gallery of Art, Washington DC

George Murphy
Back of Atheneum II
1980
watercolor on paper
Smithsonian American Art Museum, Washington, DC

Julian Schnabel
Insane Authority - Portrait of Dr Caligari
1980
oil and cowhide on velvet
Hirshhorn Museum, Washington DC

Deborah Turbeville
Dust-Sheeted Apartments of Madame du Barry at Versailles
1980
inkjet print
Loeb Art Center, Vassar College, Poughkeepsie, New York

Jerome Witkin
Pose-Study for Portrait of Claudia Glass
1980
drawing
Hirshhorn Museum, Washington DC

Francesca Woodman
Untitled
1980
inkjet print
National Gallery of Art, Washington DC

The Secrets of the Earth

The eternal gates' terrific porter lifted the northern bar:
Thel entered in and saw the secrets of the land unknown.
She saw the couches of the dead, and where the fibrous roots
Of every heart on earth infixes deep its restless twists:
A land of sorrows and of tears where never smile was seen.

She wandered in the land of clouds through valleys dark, listening to
Dolours and lamentations; waiting oft beside a dewy grave
She stood in silence, listening to the voices of the ground,
Till to her own grave plot she came, and there she sat down,
And heard this voice of sorrow breathed from the hollow pit.

'Why cannot the Ear be closed to its own destruction?
Or the glistening Eye to the poison of a smile?
Why are Eyelids stored with arrows ready drawn,
Where a thousand fighting men in ambush lie?
Or an Eye of gifts and graces showering fruits and coined gold?
Why a Tongue impressed with honey from every wind?
Why an Ear, a whirlpool fierce to draw creations in?
Why a Nostril wide inhaling terror, trembling, and affright?
Why a tender curb upon the youthful burning boy?
Why a little curtain of flesh on the bed of our desire?'

– William Blake, from The Book of Thel (1789)