Gerard David Virgin and Child with Bowl of Gruel ca. 1510-15 oil on panel Palazzo Rosso, Genoa |
attributed to Domenico Alfani Portrait of an Old Gentleman, possibly Andrea Doria ca. 1550 oil on panel Palazzo Bianco, Genoa |
Carlo Caliari The Annunciation before 1596 oil on canvas Palazzo Rosso, Genoa |
Luca Saltarello Christ in the Tomb (detail) ca. 1620 oil on canvas Accademia Ligustica di Belle Arti, Genoa |
Francisco de Zurbarán St Ursula ca. 1635-40 oil on canvas Palazzo Bianco, Genoa |
Antonio Travi (il Sordo di Sestri) Adoration of the Shepherds before 1668 oil on canvas Palazzo Bianco, Genoa |
Giovanni Andrea de Ferrari Saint resurrecting a Fallen Mason (detail) before 1669 oil on canvas Accademia Ligustica di Belle Arti, Genoa |
Giovanni Bernardo Carboni Virgin with sleeping Christ Child and Angels ca. 1670 oil on canvas Palazzo Rosso, Genoa |
Angelo Banchero Self Portrait 1768 oil on canvas Accademia Ligustica di Belle Arti, Genoa |
Giuseppe Dellepiane Scene near Genoa ca. 1880 oil on canvas Galleria d'Arte Moderna, Genoa |
Tullio Salvatore Quinzio Self Portrait ca. 1900-1910 oil on canvas Galleria d'Arte Moderna, Genoa |
Pietro Fragiacomo Piazza San Marco, Venice 1909 oil on canvas Museo Frugone, Genoa |
Ettore Tito Pagine d'Amore (detail) 1909 oil on canvas Museo Frugone, Genoa |
Giuseppe Cominetti The Miraculous Draught of Fishes 1922 oil on canvas Accademia Ligustica di Belle Arti, Genoa |
Abram Arkhipov Landscape before 1924 oil on canvas Galleria d'Arte Moderna, Genoa |
Futility in Key West
I was stretched out on the couch, about to doze off, when I imagined a small figure asleep on a couch identical to mine. "Wake up, little man, wake up," I cried. "The one you're waiting for is rising from the sea, wrapped in spume, and soon will come ashore. Beneath her feet the melancholy garden will turn bright green and the breezes will be light as babies' breath. Wake up, before this creature of the deep is gone and everything goes blank as sleep." How hard I try to wake the little man, how hard he sleeps. And the one who rose from the sea, her moment gone, how hard she has become – how hard those burning eyes, that burning hair.
– Mark Strand (2011)