Thursday, October 22, 2026

Visual Preferences (20th Century: 1997)

Mitch Epstein
Untitled (New York City, NY)
1997
C-print
Los Angeles County Museum of Art

Julian Opie
Baroque Tower V
1997
painted wood
Denver Art Museum

Roy Lichtenstein
Interior with Chair
1997
screenprint
Dallas Museum of Art

Philip Treacy for Chanel
Hat
1997
point d'esprit netting and feathers
Denver Art Museum

Luis Vega
Alguien Nos Mira
1997
acrylic on canvas
Lowe Art Museum, University of Miami

Rosemarie Trockel
Bibliothek Babylon
1997
screenprint on mylar
Seattle Art Museum

James Rosenquist
The Flame Still Dances on Leo's Book
1997
lithograph
(for Castelli's 90th birthday)
Dallas Museum of Art

Neo Rauch
Lichtspiele
1997
oil on canvas
Denver Art Museum

Ralph Gibson
Untitled
1997
gelatin silver print
San Diego Museum of Art

Radcliffe Bailey
By the River
1997
mixed media on panel
Blanton Museum of Art, Austin, Texas

Maria Lassnig
Die Oberen and die Unteren
1997
oil on canvas
Hall Collection, Schloss Derneburg, Germany

Monique Prieto
GOP
1997
acrylic on canvas
Los Angeles County Museum of Art

Evelyn Hofer
Oaxaca Jar with Cherries, New York
1997
dye transfer print
Kunstmuseum, The Hague

Robert Stivers
Face #2, Statue
1997
gelatin silver print
Akron Art Museum, Ohio

Comme des Garçons (Japan)
Jacket and Skirt
1997
nylon stretch-gingham with padding
Denver Art Museum

Comme des Garçons (Japan)
Blouse and Skirt
1997
cotton-nylon net (blouse) and paper (skirt)
Los Angeles County Museum of Art

from Part One of The Age of Anxiety

Emble was thinking:
                                      Estranged, aloof,
     They brood over being till the bars close,
     The malcontented who might have been
     The creative odd ones the average need
     To suggest new goals. Self-judged they sit,
     Sad haunters of Perhaps who after years
     To grasp and gaze in get no further
     Than their first beholding, phantoms who try
     Through much drink by magic to restore
     The primitive pact with pure feeling,
     Their flesh as it felt before sex was
     (The archaic calm without cultural sin
     Which her Adam is till his Eve does),
     Eyeing the door, for ever expecting
     Night after night the Nameless One, the
     Smiling sea-god who shall safely land
     Shy and broad-shouldered on the shore at last,
     Enthusiastic, of their convenient
     And dangerous dream; while days away, in
     Prairie places where no person asks
     What is suffered in ships, small tradesmen,
     Wry relatives on rocking-chairs in
     Moss-grown mansions, mothers whose causes
     For right and wrong are unreal to them,
     Grieve vaguely over theirs; their vision shrinks
     As their dreams darken; with dulling voice
     Each calls across a colder water,
     Tense, optative, interrogating
     Some sighing several who sadly fade.  

– W.H. Auden (1944-46)