Max Waldman Performance Group Dionysus 1969 gelatin silver print Princeton University Art Museum |
Minor White Thaddeus E. Hayes, San Francisco 1952 gelatin silver print Princeton University Art Museum |
Gemma Smelt Dancer 2005 acrylic and collage on canvas Coventry University, Warwickshire |
Roman Empire Dancing Maenad (called The Dresden Maenad) 1st century AD marble Gemäldegalerie, Dresden |
Auguste Rodin Dancing Figure before 1917 drawing, with watercolor Chrysler Museum of Art, Norfolk, Virginia |
Auguste Rodin Dancing Figure before 1917 drawing, with watercolor Chrysler Museum of Art, Norfolk, Virginia |
Arthur George Murphy Dancers - Ballets Russes 1939 lithograph Fine Arts Museums of San Francisco (Achenbach Foundation) |
Barbara Morgan Martha Graham in Letter to the World 1940 gelatin silver print Chrysler Museum of Art, Norfolk, Virginia |
Barbara Morgan Martha Graham in Letter to the World 1940 gelatin silver print Princeton University Art Museum |
George Platt Lynes Francisco Moncion and Nicholas Magallanes in George Balanchine's Orpheus 1948 gelatin silver print Detroit Institute of Arts |
George Platt Lynes Francisco Moncion and Nicholas Magallanes in George Balanchine's Orpheus 1948 gelatin silver print Princeton University Art Museum |
William Klein Dance in Brooklyn 1955 gelatin silver print Art Institute of Chicago |
Erich Heckel Römische Tänzerin 1909 drypoint Milwaukee Art Museum |
Arnold Genthe Isadora Duncan (The Marseillaise) ca. 1910-20 gelatin silver print Art Institute of Chicago |
Ancient Greek Culture Dancing Satyrs 500-475 BC painted terracotta Cleveland Museum of Art |
Marc Chagall The Dance of Miriam, Sister of Moses 1956 hand-colored etching Princeton University Art Museum |
Three Stages
When a city undergoes disaster, it moves as a mass
Through three stages: through daze,
Then generous effort, then desperation and blame.
During all these stages, Mrs. P.T. Peterson
Lay buried under ten feet of debris, pinned down by beams.
At first she heard sirens, hoped somebody would get her out.
Later as the night wore away she surrendered her spirit,
Allowing it was all right with her that God take her away.
Finally what she said to God and the rescuers when they rescued her was,
It was not fit that she lie pinned under debris.
– Josephine Miles (1958)