Thursday, February 22, 2024

Visual Relics (1850-1868)

Anonymous Spanish Artist
The Bonfire
ca. 1850
oil on tin
Museo del Prado, Madrid

William Edward Frost
The Three Graces
1856
oil on canvas
Yale Center for British Art

François-Nicolas Chifflart
Queen Zenobia thrown into the River Araxes
1856
drawing (study for painting)
Minneapolis Institute of Art

Constantin Guys
A Carriage in London
ca. 1856
drawing, with watercolor
Metropolitan Museum of Art, New York

Constantin Guys
Fashion Illustration
ca. 1858
drawing, with watercolor
Cooper Hewitt, Smithsonian Design Museum

Arnold Böcklin
Italian Landscape with a Bridge
ca. 1858
oil on canvas
Alte Nationalgalerie, Berlin

Pierre Puvis de Chavannes
Ecce Homo
ca. 1858
drawing (study for painting)
Musée d'Orsay, Paris

James McNeill Whistler
Finette
1859
etching
British Museum

Dióscoro Puebla
Episodio de una Bacanal
1860
oil on canvas
Museo del Prado, Madrid

Théodore Caruelle d'Aligny
The Bathers -
Souvenir of the Banks of the Anio River at Tivoli

ca. 1860-61
oil on panel
Cleveland Museum of Art, Ohio

Samuel Palmer
Tintern Abbey at Sunset
1861
watercolor and gouache
Yale Center for British Art

Théodule Ribot
Le Garçon de Cuisine
ca. 1865
oil on canvas
Minneapolis Institute of Art

Théodule Ribot
St Vincent
1867
oil on canvas
Palais des Beaux-Arts de Lille

Ephraim Hausman
Coverlet
1868
cotton and wool
Art Institute of Chicago

Gustave Doré
The Neophyte
(First Experience of the Monastery)
ca. 1866-68
oil on canvas
Chrysler Museum of Art, Norfolk, Virginia

The promised day was come, the time of fates
was full, when Turnus' outrage called the Mother
to drive the torches off her sacred ships.
And first upon all eyes a strange light glittered,
and from the east a giant storm cloud seemed
to race across the skies. Idaean choirs
were thundering: an awesome voice ran through
the air, filling the Trojan and Rutulian 
armies with terror: "Teucrians, do not
take weapons in your hands, do not defend
my fleet; it is far easier for Turnus
to burn the seas that touch my sacred pines.
Go free, my ships: go, you sea goddesses;
the mother of the gods now gives this order."
And on the instant all the ships have ripped
their cables off the banks and with their beaks,
like dolphins, dived to seek the deep; and then
as many virgin shapes – amazing omen –
rise up to ride the sea as, just before,
were brazen prows lined up along the shore. 

– the Trojan fleet transformed, from Book IX of Virgil's Aeneid, translated by Allen Mandelbaum (1971)