Friday, September 4, 2026

Visual Preferences (20th Century: 1971)

Jamie Wyeth
La Bohème
1971
lithograph
Wright Museum of Art, Beloit, Wisconsin

Andy Warhol
Electric Chair
1971
screenprint
Akron Art Museum, Ohio

Vinciata (Joseph Wallace King)
Queen Elizabeth II
1971
oil on canvas
North Carolina Museum of Art, Raleigh

William Turnbull
Fugue VII
1971
screenprint
Fralin Museum of Art, Charlottesville, Virginia

Hans Krondahl for Katja of Sweden
Rainbow
1971
screen-printed cotton fabric panel
Art Institute of Chicago

Svein Strand
Table and Window
1971
oil on canvas
Nasjonalmuseet, Oslo

Frank Stella
Hampton Roads (blue)
1971
lithograph
Dallas Museum of Art

Tony Smith
Yellow Bird
1971
painted and folded paper
Seattle Art Museum

Wolfgang Schröder
Du Bist Orplid, Mein Land!
1971
screenprint
Wichita Art Museum, Kansas

Gerhard Richter
Telephone
1971
lithograph
Dallas Museum of Art

Kaare Rafoss
Untitled (Pink)
1971
acrylic on canvas
Dallas Museum of Art

Fairfield Porter
Jimmy with Lamp
1971
oil on canvas
Portland Museum of Art, Maine

Pablo Picasso
Homme et Femme Nus
1971
oil on canvas
Nasher Sculpture Center, Dallas

Philip Pearlstein
Two Nudes on Old Indian Blanket
1971
etching
New Britain Museum of American Art, Connecticut

Alice Neel
Ginny with Yellow Hat
1971
oil on canvas
Art Institute of Chicago

Reinier Lucassen
Still Life with Morandi
1971
acrylic on canvas
Kunstmuseum, The Hague

from Homage to Clio

                                      Artemis,

Aphrodite, are Major Powers and all wise
     Castellans will mind their p's and q's,
But it is you, who never have spoken up,
     Madonna of silences, to whom we turn

When we have lost control, your eyes, Clio, into which
     We look for recognition after
We have been found out. How shall I describe you? They
     Can be represented in granite

(One guesses at once from the perfect buttocks,
     The flawless mouth too grand to have corners,
Whom the colossus must be), but what icon
     Have the arts for you, who look like any

Girl one has not noticed and show no special
     Affinity with a beast? I have seen
Your photo, I think, in the papers, nursing
     A baby or mourning a corpse: each time

You had nothing to say and did not, one could see,
     Observe where you were, Muse of the unique
Historical fact, defending with silence
     Some world of your beholding, a silence

No explosion can conquer but a lover's Yes
     Has been known to fill. So few of the Big
Ever listen: that is why you have a great host
     Of superfluous screams to care for and

Why, up and down like the Duke of Cumberland,
     Or round and round like the Laxey Wheel,
The Short, The Bald, The Pious, The Stammerer went,
     As the children of Artemis go,

Not yours. Lives that obey you move like music,
     Becoming now what they only can be once,
Making of silence decisive sound: it sounds
     Easy, but one must find the time.  Clio,

Muse of Time, but for whose merciful silence
     Only the first step would count and that
Would always be murder, whose kindness never
     Is taken in, forgive our noises

And teach us our recollections: to throw away
     The tiniest fault of someone we love
Is out of the question, says Aphrodite,
     Who should know, yet one has known people

Who have done just that. Approachable as you seem,
     I dare not ask you if you bless the poets,
For you do not look as if you ever read them,
     Nor can I see a reason why you should.

– W.H. Auden (1955)