Wednesday, August 9, 2023

World of Fountains - XI

Battista di Domenico Lorenzi
Jupiter (as Eagle) with Ganymede
ca. 1565-76
marble
Giardino di Boboli, Florence

Bernhard Jobin (publisher) 
Woman discovering Murdered Man at Fountain
ca. 1598
woodcut
(needlework pattern)
Metropolitan Museum of Art, New York

Domenico Parasacchi
Fontana della Tartarughe, Piazza Mattei, Rome
1637
etching
Rijksmuseum, Amsterdam

Pietro Testa
Study for Fountain
ca. 1640-45
drawing
Teylers Museum, Haarlem

Jan Lutma the Younger
Bernini's Fontana dei Quattro Fiumi,
Piazza Navona, Rome

1652
etching and letterpress
Rijksmuseum, Amsterdam

Georg Andreas Böckler
Design for Pyramid-Shaped Fountain
1664
hand-colored etching
Rijksmuseum, Amsterdam

Anonymous Italian Artist
Two Fountains
17th century
drawing
National Gallery of Art, Washington DC

Gabriel Huquier after Edme Bouchardon
Design for Vase-Shaped Fountain
ca. 1729-37
etching
Rijksmuseum, Amsterdam

Saint James's Factory, London
Boys at a Fountain
ca. 1750-55
porcelain
Metropolitan Museum of Art, New York

Sceaux Manufactory
Wall Fountain and Basin
ca. 1755
faience
Art Institute of Chicago

J.Q.A. Tresize
Frozen Fountain
ca. 1870
albumen silver prints (stereograph)
Getty Museum, Los Angeles

Hans Thoma
Fountain with Putti
in the Gardens of the Villa Borghese, Rome

1880
drawing
Art Institute of Chicago

Anton Reckziegel
Fountain in a Park
ca. 1890
watercolor
Museum of Fine Arts, Boston

John Singer Sargent
In a Medici Villa
1906
watercolor
Brooklyn Museum

Emil Otto Hoppé
Fountains in Trafalgar Square, London
1925
gelatin silver print
Yale Center for British Art

Dante Ricci
The Swiss Fountain, Rome
before 1935
watercolor
Museum of Fine Arts, Boston

Paolo Monti
Bernini's Fontana del Moro, Piazza Navona, Rome
1960
photograph
Fondo Paolo Monti, Civico Archivio Fotografico, Milan

A Citizen 

I wanted to be seen. But who would see me? I couldn't 
think of the name for anything but a flower. The government
makes coins that size and shape so your hand can feel
safe holding them. The pictures stamped remind
us where we are, or how the landscape
we live in connects itself, through common value, 
to a different place. On this one, a spinnaker
sails past a bridge. On that, a diamond shines like a child's
stilled top over a bird, as if the diamond made the natural
world – bird, forest, state flower, sheaf of healthy corn, shining
water – out of proportion in relation to itself. I love this. My own state
has a bear, so small and out of proportion to me that my life-
line can cross behind it. At last I do not fear
that but feel proud the animal can sit in my palm so silently
until I spend it. And if I lose it, then it becomes 
even more quiet. Most still just have an eagle,
so it is as if 30 eagles were passed over
from one hand to another when the one
charged with arranging things for his Savior's dinner
arranged his Savior's death. Heavier the yoke
of heat in solitude. A walk uphill does not
feel manageable. Who will see me?  

– Katie Peterson (2015)