Wednesday, September 30, 2026

Visual Preferences (20th Century: 1983)

Mary McFadden
Jacket and Trousers
1983
embroidered silk velvet
Phoenix Art Museum, Arizona

Robert Zakanitch
Pearl Fishers (Sofa Series)
1983
acrylic on canvas
San Jose Museum of Art, California

David Wojnarowicz
Untitled
1983
spray enamel, ink and collage on board
Art Institute of Chicago

John Sexton
Boulder & Trees, Merced River
1983
gelatin silver print
North Carolina Museum of Art, Raleigh

Fritz Scholder
Portrait with Shadow
1983
acrylic on canvas
Phoenix Art Museum, Arizona

Emilio Sánchez
Casita Doble
1983
lithograph
Fralin Museum of Art, Charlottesville, Virginia

Gerhard Richter
Glenn Branca an die 120 Dezibel
1983
screenprint (poster)
Dallas Museum of Art

Joseph Nicoletti
Blue Table
1983
oil on canvas
Portland Museum of Art, Maine

Alden Mason
Call Her Mabel
1983
acrylic on canvas
Blanton Museum of Art, Austin, Texas

Mary Ellen Mark
Tiny in her Halloween Costume, Seattle
1983
gelatin silver print
Akron Art Museum, Ohio

Michael Lucero
Small Dreamer Study
1983
glazed ceramic
Phoenix Art Museum, Arizona

Susan Lipper
Portrait of Donna Zakowski
1983
gelatin silver print
Loeb Art Center, Vassar College, Poughkeepsie, New York

Barbara Kruger
We will not become what we mean to you
1983
gelatin silver print
Art Institute of Chicago

Al Held
Pisa I
1983
acrylic on canvas
Crocker Art Museum, Sacramento, California

Scott Heiser
Big Apple Circus, New York
1983
gelatin silver print
Delaware Art Museum, Wilmington

José Guerrero
Comienzo
1983
oil on canvas
Museo de Bellas Artes de Granada, Spain

from Five Songs

Make this night loveable,
Moon, and with eye single
Looking down from up there
Bless me, One especial,
And friends everywhere.

With a cloudless brightness
Surround our absences;
Innocent be our sleeps, 
Watched by great still spaces,
White hills, glittering deeps.

Parted by circumstance,
Grant each your indulgence
That we may meet in dreams
For talk, for dalliance
By warm hearths, by cool streams.

Shine lest tonight any,
In the dark suddenly, 
Wake alone in a bed
To hear his own fury
Wishing his love were dead. 

– W.H. Auden (1953)