Friday, December 1, 2023

Visual Relics (1928-1930)

Man Ray
Nancy Cunard
1928
gelatin silver print
Art Institute of Chicago

Margaret Bourke-White
Garden of Mrs Homer H. Johnson
ca. 1928
gelatin silver print
Cleveland Museum of Art, Ohio

Margaret Bourke-White
Plow Blades, Oliver Chilled Plow Company
1929
gelatin silver print
Nelson-Atkins Museum of Art, Kansas City, Missouri

Eugen Wiškovský
Untitled (Shirt Collars)
ca. 1929
gelatin silver print
Los Angeles County Museum of Art

Emil Otto Hoppé
Foyles Booksellers, London
1929
gelatin silver print
Victoria & Albert Museum, London

Edward Steichen
Helen Wills
1929
gelatin silver print
Minneapolis Institute of Art

George Hurrell
Norma Shearer
1929
gelatin silver print
Los Angeles County Museum of Art

Lotte Stam-Beese
Katt Both
ca. 1929
gelatin silver print
Los Angeles County Museum of Art

Léonard Misonne
Pied de Géants
1929
bromoil print
Nelson-Atkins Museum of Art, Kansas City, Missouri

Charles Sheeler
Chartres - Buttresses from the South Porch
1929
gelatin silver print
Nelson-Atkins Museum of Art, Kansas City, Missouri

Albert Renger-Patzsch
Untitled
ca. 1929
gelatin silver print
Art Institute of Chicago

Berenice Abbott
Cherry Street, New York City
1930
gelatin silver print
Minneapolis Institute of Art

Claude Cahun
Aveux Non Avenus
1930
platinum print (photo-collage)
Victoria & Albert Museum, London

Claude Cahun
Aveux Non Avenus
1930
platinum print (photo-collage)
Victoria & Albert Museum, London

Anonymous Photographer
Women in Top Hats behind Bride
ca. 1930
gelatin silver print
Princeton University Art Museum

Baron Adolf De Meyer
Maria, Duchesse de Gramont
ca. 1930
gelatin silver print
Los Angeles County Museum of Art

Tract

I will teach you               my townspeople
how to perform                a funeral –
for you have it               over a troop
of artists –
unless one should               scour the world –
you have the ground sense               necessary.

See! the hearse leads.
I begin with               a design for a hearse.
For Christ's sake               not black –
nor white either –               and not polished!
Let it be weathered –               like a farm wagon –
with gilt wheels               (this could be
applied fresh               at small expense)
or no wheels at all:
a rough dray to               drag over the ground.

Knock the glass out!
My God – glass,               my townspeople!
For what purpose?               Is it for the dead
to look out or               for us to see
how well he is housed               or to see
the flowers or               the lack of them –
or what?
To keep the rain               and snow from him?
He will have a               heavier rain soon:
pebbles and dirt               and what not.
Let there be no glass –
and no upholstery               phew!
and no little               brass rollers
and small easy wheels               on the bottom –
my townspeople               what are you thinking of?

A rough               plain hearse then
with gilt wheels               and no top at all.
On this               the coffin lies
by its own weight.

               No wreathes please –
especially no               hot house flowers.
Some common memento               is better,
something he prized               and is known by:
his old clothes –               a few books perhaps –
God knows what!               You realize
how we are               about these things
my townspeople –
something will be found –               anything
even flowers               if he had come to that.
So much for               the hearse.

For heaven's sake though               see to the driver!
Take off               the silk hat! In fact
that's no place               at all for him –
up there               unceremoniously
dragging our friend out               to his own dignity!
Bring him down –               bring him down!
Low and inconspicuous!               I'd not have him ride
on the wagon at all –               damn him –
the undertaker's               understrapper!
Let him hold               the reins
and walk               at the side
and inconspicuously               too!

Then briefly               as to yourselves:
Walk behind –               as they do in France,
seventh class, or               if you ride
Hell take curtains!               Go with some show
of inconvenience;               sit openly –
to the weather               as to grief.
Or do you think               you can shut grief in?
What – from us?               We who have perhaps
nothing to lose?               Share with us
share with us –               it will be money
in your pockets.
                                    Go now
I think you are               ready.

– William Carlos Williams (1923)