Edward McKnight Kauffer Godstone (for London Underground) 1915 lithograph Cooper Hewitt, Smithsonian Design Museum |
Edward McKnight Kauffer London History at the London Museum (for London Underground) 1922 lithograph Cooper Hewitt, Smithsonian Design Museum |
Anonymous Swiss printmaker St. Moritz ca. 1930 lithograph Museum of Fine Arts, Boston |
Georgi Vladimirovich Kibardin Let's build a Fleet of Dirigibles in Lenin's Name 1931 lithograph Museum of Fine Arts, Boston |
Revolutionaries, 1929
Twelve years on, the beard that Lenin wore
Still sharpens revolutionary chins
To dagger-points held ready for the war
In which the outgunned proletarians
Will triumph thanks to these, their generals,
Whose rounded shoulders and round glasses say
That sedentary intellectuals
Raised in the bosom of the bourgeoisie
Can also learn to work – if not with hands,
Then with the liberated consciousness
That shrinks from nothing since it understands
What's coming has to come. The monuments
To which the future genuflects will bear
These faces, so intelligently stern,
Under whose revolutionary stare
Everything that is burnable must burn.
– Adam Kirsch (published in Poetry, 2013)
Robert Motherwell Robert Motherwell (Gallerie der Spiegel, Cologne) 1962 exhibition poster Philadelphia Museum of Art |
Ian Hamilton Finlay Poster Poem (Le Circus) 1964 screenprint Tate Gallery |
from The Circus
I remember when I wrote The Circus
I was living in Paris, or rather we were living in Paris
Janice, Frank was alive, the Whitney Museum
Was still on 8th Street, or was it still something else?
Fernand Léger lived in our building
Well it wasn't really our building it was the building we lived in
Next to a Grand Guignol troupe who made a lot of noise
So that one day I yelled through a hole in the wall
Of our apartment I don't know why there was a hole there
Shut up! And the voice came back to me saying something
I don't know what. Once I saw Léger walk out of the building
I think. Stanley Kunitz came to dinner. I wrote The Circus
In two tries, the first getting most of the first stanza;
That fall I also wrote an opera libretto called Louisa or Matilda.
Jean-Claude came to dinner. He said (about "cocktail sauce")
It should be good on something but not on these (oysters).
By that time I think I had already written The Circus . . .
– Kenneth Koch (published in The New York Review of Books, 1974)
Richard Hamilton Photo-collage of snapshots of the Beatles (recto) (poster included in The White Album) 1968 photo-lithograph British Museum |
Richard Hamilton Photo-collage of snapshots of the Beatles (verso) (poster included in The White Album) 1968 photo-lithograph British Museum |
Jenny Holzer Inflammatory Essay (exactly 100 words in 20 lines) 1979-82 lithograph Tate Gallery |
Jenny Holzer Inflammatory Essays (each has exactly 100 words in 20 lines) 1979-82 lithograph Tate Gallery |
Guerrilla Girls It's Even Worse in Europe 1986 screenprint Tate Gallery |
from Trans-Europe-Express
Now nothing is born and dies anymore, in Europe.
The night trains run as in a
dark mushroom bed, immutable. We are awakened
by a metallic voice that announces: next stop in . . .
– Giuseppe Conte, translated by Lawrence Venuti (published in Poetry, 1989)
Richard Long Watershed 1992 digital print Tate Gallery |
Julian Opie Gary, popstar 1998-99 screenprint Tate Gallery |
David Shrigley Untitled 2004 drawing Tate Gallery |