Wednesday, August 12, 2026

Statements

Gerard Burns
Portrait of Doddie Weir
2019
oil on canvas
Scottish National Gallery, Edinburgh


Karl Lagerfeld
Sibelius
1997
gelatin silver print
Fine Arts Museums of San Francisco
(Achenbach Foundation)

Tom of Finland (Touko Laaksonen)
Hitchhiker
1977
drawing
Museum of Modern Art, New York

Jo Ann Callis
Man with Tie
1976
C-print
San Francisco Museum of Modern Art

Pierre Molinier
Self Portrait
ca. 1966
gelatin silver print
San Francisco Museum of Modern Art

Alice Neel
Last Sickness
(portrait of the artist's mother)
1963
oil on canvas
Philadelphia Museum of Art

Federigo Angeli
Portrait of a Studio Assistant
ca. 1930
oil on canvas
Villa il Palmerino, Florence

Claude Cahun
Self Portrait - Double Exposure in a Rock Pool
1928
gelatin silver print
Metropolitan Museum of Art, New York

Abraham Walkowitz
Isadora Duncan
1927
oil on canvas
Museum of Modern Art, New York

Jacques-Henri Lartigue
La Mode - Avenue du Bois de Boulogne
1915
gelatin silver print
San Francisco Museum of Modern Art

William Nicholson
Duffadar Valayat Shah,
orderly to the Viceroy of India

1915
watercolor on paper
British Museum

Anonymous French Photographer
Nice - au champ de courses
1912
gelatin silver print
Museum of Modern Art, New York

Emile Zola
Denise Zola
ca. 1900
gelatin silver print
Metropolitan Museum of Art, New York

Auguste Toulmouche
Woman and Roses
1879
oil on canvas
Clark Art Institute, Williamstown, Massachusetts

Domenico Morelli
Study for portrait of Signora Maglione
ca. 1875
oil on paper, mounted on panel
Villa Reale, Milan

Anonymous French Makers
Robe for member of the Ordre du Saint-Esprit
1722
silk velvet embroidered in silver and gold
Musée du Louvre

Anonymous English Painter after Peter Lely
Prince Rupert of the Rhine in Garter Robes
ca. 1670
oil on canvas
Ashmolean Museum, Oxford

    In a word, we do not like Shakespeare's poems, because we like his plays: the one, in all their excellencies, are just the reverse of the other.  It has been the fashion of late to cry up our author's poems, as equal to his plays: this is the desperate cant of modern criticism.  . . .  The two poems of Venus and Adonis and of Tarquin and Lucrece appear to us like a couple of ice-houses.  They are about as hard, as glittering, and as cold.

– William Hazlitt (1778-1830)