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| Bertha Wegmann Woman Sewing 1891 oil on canvas private collection |
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| Caroline Walker Canvassing 2019 oil on linen private collection |
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| Édouard Vuillard L’Aiguillée 1893 oil on canvas Yale University Art Gallery |
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| Thomas Wyck The Lacemaker before 1677 oil on canvas Musée des Beaux-Arts de Dijon |
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| Charles Angrand The Seamstresses ca. 1891 drawing Clark Art Institute, Williamstown, Massachusetts |
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| Suzanne Valadon La Couturière 1914 oil on canvas Musée national d'art moderne (Centre Pompidou), Paris |
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| Louis Valtat L'Atelier de Couture Parisien ca. 1923 oil on canvas private collection |
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| Louis Valtat Les Couturières 1918 oil on canvas private collection |
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| Carl Wilhelmson Women making Fishing-Nets in Bohuslän 1894 oil on canvas Göteborgs Konstmuseum, Sweden |
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| Janet Delaney Bay Casket Company, 1020 Folsom Street, San Francisco 1980 pigment print Fine Arts Museums of San Francisco (Achenbach Foundation) |
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| Ilse Bing Woman at a Loom 1928 gelatin silver print San Francisco Museum of Modern Art |
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| Gustav Wentzel At the Loom 1890 oil on canvas Nasjonalmuseet, Oslo |
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| Elisabeth Geertruida Wassenbergh Woman at the Washtub 1751 oil on panel Groninger Museum, Netherlands |
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| Adam Töpffer Washerwomen in a Grotto ca. 1825-30 oil on panel private collection |
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| Rosario Velasco Belausteguigoitia Lavanderas 1934 oil on canvas private collection |
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| Ettore Tito Lavandaie sul Garda 1888 oil on canvas private collection |
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| Iain Stewart Laundry Worker 1981 gelatin silver print Scottish National Portrait Gallery, Edinburgh |
The Fountain
Feathers up fast, and steeples; then in clods
Thuds into its first basin; thence as surf
Smokes up and hangs; irregularly slops
Into its second, tattered like a shawl;
There, chill as rain, stipples a darker green,
Where urgent tritons lob their heavy jets.
For Berkeley this was human thought, that mounts
From bland assumptions to inquiring skies,
There glints with wit, fumes into fancies, plays
With its negations, and at last descends,
As by a law of nature, to its bowl
Of thus enlightened but still common sense.
We who have no such confidence must gaze
With all the more affection on these forms,
These spires, these plumes, these calm reflections, these
Graceful returns upon acceptances.
We ask of fountains only that they play,
Though that was not what Berkeley meant at all.
– Donald Davie (1957)