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Showing posts with label Austria. Show all posts

Tuesday, November 12, 2019

Seventeenth-Century Imagery from Northern Europe

Master of the Procession
Feast of the Wine (The Procession of the Ram)
ca. 1650
oil on canvas
Philadelphia Museum of Art

Master of the Procession
Gathering of Gamblers with Hurdy-Gurdy Player
ca. 1660
oil on canvas
Minneapolis Institute of Art

Theodoor Rombouts
Card Players
ca. 1620-30
etching
British Museum

Roelant Savery
Mountain Landscape with Woodcutters
1610
oil on copper
Kunsthistorisches Museum, Vienna

Jacob van Ruisdael
Landscape with the Ruins of the Castle of Egmond
ca. 1650-55
oil on canvas
Art Institute of Chicago

Adriaen van de Velde
Pastoral Landscape with Ruins
1664
oil on canvas
Art Institute of Chicago

From the Book on the Nature of Things

In the Beginning
Chaos: mass without master, substance uncontrolled by subject. The unintelligible force of the world.

The Human Abyss
The human soul where all opposites contend; thus chaos always newly and furtively forming.

What Then Is the Body?
A passing handprint; a thin wave in the voice of time.

Bargaining with Time
Futility of discourse. A rage of wind in the trees.

Grave Discomfort
The prison of self-consciousness. Insomnia of the ego.

The Sensation of Grace
To be like a fish suspended in a net, caught up in the web of the world.

Temptation Disguised as Thought
To follow an argument, abstractly, to its conclusion.

Intuitive Conjecture
The suspicion of the inconsequence of being. 

Perplexing Fact
Imagination, itinerant, travels independent of us, performing in all of the provinces.

Premature Sorrow
The violation of trust by knowledge.

What is Remembered
The loam of dusk rising under the luminous bow of summer.

Maturity of Sorts
To abandon simplicity and climb the tilted ladder of paradox.

The Sensation of Nostalgia
Unexplained night winds; a chill patterned with longing.

Where Does the Soul Reside?
Under the cover of darkness, having been routed by evil.

The Pursuit of the Good
To find out where the soul is hiding from evil.

Forgetfulness of Objects
The mirror's silver which forgets, even quicker than the mind, the green ripeness of apples.

Concluding Hypothesis
And then, if the soul exists – what a thicket it lives in!

– Ellen Hinsey (The White Fire of Time, Wesleyan University Press, 2002)

Ignaz Elhafen
Battle Scene
ca. 1680-85
cedar-wood relief
Kunsthistorisches Museum, Vienna

Ignaz Elhafen
Battle Scene with Amazons
ca. 1680-85
cedar-wood relief
Kunsthistorisches Museum, Vienna

attributed to Jacques Blanchard
Charity
ca. 1635-36
drawing
Harvard Art Museums

attributed to Lucas Kilian
Miracle of the Loaves and Fishes
ca. 1602
wash drawing
Art Institute of Chicago

Lucas Vorsterman and Peter Paul Rubens
Lot's Daughters fleeing Sodom
ca. 1615-20
drawing
Art Institute of Chicago

Pieter Crijnse Volmarijn
Panthea before Cyrus the Great, King of Persia
before 1679
drawing
Minneapolis Institute of Art

Peter Paul Rubens and workshop
Study for St Sebastian
ca. 1620
drawing
Art Institute of Chicago

Anonymous Artist after Peter Paul Rubens
Study of Two Nude Warriors
17th century
drawing
Teylers Museum, Haarlem

Monday, August 28, 2017

Ingeborg Bachmann in Translation

Giuseppe Barberi
Elevation for bed alcove
ca. 1790
wash drawing
Cooper Hewitt, Smithsonian Design Museum

Giuseppe Barberi
Elevations for bed alcoves
before 1809
wash drawing
Cooper Hewitt, Smithsonian Design Museum

Giuseppe Barberi
Two bed canopies
before 1809
wash drawing
Cooper Hewitt, Smithsonian Design Museum

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But where are we going
carefree be carefree
when it grows dark and when it grows cold
be carefree
but
with music
what should we do
cheerful and with music
and think
cheerful
in facing the end
with music
and to where do we carry
best of all
our questions and dread of all the years
to the dream laundry carefree be carefree
but what happens
best of all
when dead silence

sets in

Giuseppe Barberi
Bed alcove with standing figure
ca. 1790
wash drawing
Cooper Hewitt, Smithsonian Design Museum

Giuseppe Barberi
 Bed alcove detail
before 1809
wash drawing
Cooper Hewitt, Smithsonian Design Museum

THE LIBRARY

The shelves sing.
The volumes are weighted down with the past.
Their sweat is dust.
Their impulse is rigidity.
They no longer struggle.
They have saved themselves
upon the island of knowledge.
Sometimes they've lost their conscience.
Here and there, protruding
from them, human fingers
point directly towards life
or towards heaven.

Giuseppe Barberi
Canopy bed
before 1809
wash drawing
Cooper Hewitt, Smithsonian Design Museum

Giuseppe Barberi
Canopy bed
before 1809
wash drawing
Cooper Hewitt, Smithsonian Design Museum

ENIGMA

At the Nile at night, at the Nile,
where the stars hang down into your mouth
and your dry heart is moist once again,

in the Egyptian night,
where you have never been before, but soon will be,
in order to give the Sphinx your answer.

In the blue night,
as in an eternally open mouth the desert's tongue
seeks your moisture.
If it burns you up,
your exhausted grasp
will resemble my answer.

Life of my life,
savage mouth
that takes the breath away
and no longer allows a memory,
let me be myself,
let me be with you.

Giuseppe Barberi
Elevation for bed alcove
before 1809
wash drawing
Cooper Hewitt, Smithsonian Design Museum

Giuseppe Barberi
 Elevation for alcove
before 1809
wash drawing
Cooper Hewitt, Smithsonian Design Museum

Giuseppe Barberi
Crest of canopy
ca. 1790
wash drawing
Cooper Hewitt, Smithsonian Design Museum

CURRENT

So far in life and yet so near to death
that there's no one I can argue with now,
I rip from the earth my separate part;

I thrust its green wedge into the heart
of the calm ocean, as I wash aground.

Tin birds rise and cinnamon scents!
With my murderer, Time, I'm alone.
Drunk and blue we spin our cocoon.

Giuseppe Barberi
Design for royal tent
before 1809
wash drawing
Cooper Hewitt, Smithsonian Design Museum

Giuseppe Barberi
 Stage design - Pavilion with trophies of war
before 1809
wash drawing
Cooper Hewitt, Smithsonian Design Museum

Giuseppe Barberi
Chair
before 1809
wash drawing
Cooper Hewitt, Smithsonian Design Museum

Giuseppe Barberi
Family eating melons
ca. 1800
wash drawing
Cooper Hewitt, Smithsonian Design Museum

 from Darkness Spoken: Collected Poems of Ingeborg Bachmann (1926-1973), translated by Peter Filkins (Brookline, Massachusetts : Zephyr Press, 2006)

Sunday, July 9, 2017

Watercolors across the Centuries

Lucas Cranach the Elder
Two Dead Bohemian Waxwings
ca. 1530
watercolor
Kupferstichkabinett, Dresden

Isaac Oliver
Party in the open air - Allegory on conjugal love
ca. 1590-95
miniature watercolor and gouache on vellum
Statens Museum for Kunst, Copenhagen

Those winds which rend the oaks and plough the seas,
   Great Jove can, if he please,
   With one commanding nod appease.
   Seek not to know to morrow's doom;
   That is not ours, which is to come:
   The present moment's all our store;
      The next should Heaven allow,
      Then this will be no more:
So all our life is but one instant now.
      Look on each day you've past
   To be a mighty treasure won;
And lay each moment out in haste;
      We're sure to live too fast,
      And cannot live too soon.
   Youth doth a thousand pleasures bring,
   Which from decrepit age will fly;
The flowers that flourish in the spring,
   In winter's cold embraces die.

 from an Ode of Horace, translated by William Congreve (1670-1729)

Pietro de' Pietri
St Clement giving the veil to St Flavia Domitilla
ca. 1710-16
watercolor
Royal Collection, Windsor

Anonymous Spanish Fan-maker
Fan with painted theatrical scenes and mask
1740s
watercolor on  paper, ivory sticks
Museum of Fine Arts, Boston

Asmus Jakob Carstens
Philoctetes aiming the bow of Hercules at Odysseus
1790
watercolor
Kupferstichkabinett, Berlin

Eduard Bendemann
Gymnastic Games
ca. 1838
watercolor
Museum Kunstpalast, Düsseldorf

Andrew Plimer
Miniature portrait of a woman
ca. 1785
watercolor on ivory
Museum of Fine Arts, Houston

Édouard Manet
Boy carrying a tray
1860-61
watercolor and gouache
Phillips Collection, Washington DC

Eugène Delacroix
Royal Tiger
before 1863
watercolor
Morgan Library, New York

Honoré Daumier
The Amateurs
ca. 1865-68
watercolor
Walters Art Museum, Baltimore

Eugène Boudin
Beach Scene
1865
watercolor
Musée d'art moderne André Malraux, Le Havre

Gustave Moreau
Song of Songs
1893
watercolor
Ohara Museum of Art, Kurashiki, Japan

What then in life, which soon must end,
Can all our vain designs intend?
From shore to shore why should we run,
When none his tiresome self can shun?

 from an Ode of Horace, translated by Thomas Otway (1652-1685)

Egon Schiele
Self-portrait with eyelid pulled down
1910
watercolor
Albertina, Vienna

Egon Schiele
Nude self-portrait grimacing
before 1918
watercolor
Albertina, Vienna

Saturday, May 6, 2017

Northern European Paintings on Copper Surfaces III

David Teniers and Jan van Kessel
Presentation of the Captain-General's Baton to Antonio de Moncada in 1410
oil on copper
1664
Museo Thyssen-Bornemisza, Madrid

David Teniers and Jan van Kessel
Submission of the Sicilian rebels to Antonio de Moncada in 1411
oil on copper
1663
Museo Thyssen-Bronemisza, Madrid

David Teniers
Guardroom with deliverance of St Peter from prison
ca. 1645-47
oil on copper
Metropolitan Museum of Art

"So Austrian, but at the same time so permeated by the whole world, and by the world surrounding this world,"  as remarks one of Thomas Bernhard's characters about the following poem by Ingeborg Bachmann 

Bohemia, a Country by the Sea

If houses here are green, I'll step inside a house.
If bridges here are sound, I'll walk on solid ground.
If love's labor's lost in every age, I'd gladly lose it here.

If it's not me, it's one who is as good as me.

If a word here borders on me, I'll let it border.
If Bohemia still lies by the sea, I'll believe in the sea again.
And believing in the sea, thus I can hope for land.

If it's me, then it's anyone, for he's as worthy as me.
I want nothing more for myself. I want to go under.

Under  that means the sea, there I'll find Bohemia again.
From my grave, I wake in peace.
From deep down I know now, and I'm not lost.

Come here, all you Bohemians, seafarers, dock whores, and ships
unanchored. Don't you want to be Bohemians, all you Illyrians,
Veronese and Venetians. Play the comedies that make us laugh

until we cry. And err a hundred times,
as I erred and never withstood the trials,
though I did withstand them time after time.

As Bohemia withstood them and one fine day
was released to the sea and now lies by water.

I still border on a word and on another land,
I border, like little else, on everything more and more,

a Bohemian, a wandering minstrel, who has nothing, who
is held by nothing, gifted only at seeing, by a doubtful sea,
     the land of my choice.

 by Ingeborg Bachmann (1926-1973), translated by Peter Filkins and published in Darkness Spoken : the Collected Poems of Ingeborg Bachmann (Zephyr Press, 2006)

David Teniers
Peasants playing cards
before 1649
oil on copper
private collection

David Teniers
Temptation of St Anthony
ca. 1645
oil on copper
Hermitage, Saint Petersburg 

Cornelis van Poelenburgh
Annunciation
1635
oil on copper
Kunsthistorisches Museum, Vienna

Willem Cornelisz Duyster
Portrait of a man
1627
oil on copper
Rijksmuseum, Amsterdam

Frans Pourbus the Younger
Portrait of Infanta Isabella Clara Eugenia, Archduchess of Austria
ca. 1600
oil on copper
Rijksmuseum, Amsterdam

Frans Francken the Younger
Visit to the art dealer
before 1642
oil on copper
Hallwyl Museum, Stockholm

Joachim Wtewael
Lot and his Daughters
ca. 1603-1608
oil on copper
Hermitage, Saint Petersburg

Joachim Wtewael
Holy Family with Saints and Angels
ca. 1606-10
oil on copper
Museo Thyssen-Bornemisza, Madrid

Johann Rottenhammer
Suffer the little children to come unto me
1607
oil on copper
Los Angeles County Museum of Art

Pieter Isaacsz
Women of Rome storming the Capitol
ca. 1600-1602
oil on copper
Rijksmuseum, Amsterdam

Gustave Doré
Landscape with gorge
1878
oil on copper
Hermitage, Saint Petersburg