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| Ralph Gibson Untitled 1999 gelatin silver print Phillips Collection, Washington DC |
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| Michael Kenna Hermitage and Frozen Neva, Saint Petersburg, Russia 1999 gelatin silver print Yale Center for British Art |
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| Zhang Huan Dream of the Dragon (#5) 1999 gelatin silver print Denver Art Museum |
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| Robert Stivers Architectural Study - Staircase 1999 gelatin silver print Fine Arts Museums of San Francisco (Achenbach Foundation) |
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| Stephanie Valentin Chiasma 10 1999 gelatin silver print National Gallery of Victoria, Melbourne |
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| Anne Zahalka Star City Casino 1999 C-print National Gallery of Victoria, Melbourne |
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| Thomas Ruff Portrait 1999 C-print National Gallery of Victoria, Melbourne |
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| Penelope Davis Blue/Green 8 2000 C-print National Gallery of Victoria, Melbourne |
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| Penelope Davis Red 2 2000 C-print National Gallery of Victoria, Melbourne |
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| Bertien van Manan Airport Restaurant, Lijiang, Yunnan 2000 C-print Yale University Art Gallery |
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| Cindy Sherman Untitled 2000 C-print Albright-Knox Art Gallery, Buffalo, New York |
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| Hellen van Meene Untitled #180 2000 C-print Brooklyn Museum |
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| Bill Viola The Quintet of the Silent 2000 video still Indianapolis Museum of Art |
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| Orit Raff Untitled (Shirt) 2000 C-print Yale University Art Gallery |
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| Alice O'Malley Antony NYC 2000 gelatin silver print Albright-Knox Art Gallery, Buffalo, New York |
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| Harold Feinstein No. 43, Poppy, Papaver Species 2000 digital print (scanogram) Brooklyn Museum |
At once, despite the signs and oracles
of gods, through some perverted power all
ask for unholy war. In eagerness
they press around the palace of Latinus.
He, like a steady rock amid the seas,
resists – a rock that, when the breakers crash,
holds fast through its great mass while many waves
howl on against it; all around in vain
the crags and foaming sea cliffs roar; the seaweed
dashed hard against its sides, is driven back.
But when no power is granted him to check
their blind resolve, when all moves at the will
of savage Juno, then – again, again –
father Latinus calls upon the gods
and on the empty air; he cries: "The fates
have crushed us, we are carried by the storm.
Unhappy men! The penalty for this
will yet be paid with your profaning blood.
O Turnus, vengeance, bitter punishment
for this unholy act will wait for you;
too late your prayers will venerate the gods.
My rest is near, my harbor is in view;
a happy burial is all I lose."
He said no more but shut himself within
the palace, let the reins of rule fall slack.
– King Latinus refuses to sanction war against the Trojans, from Book VII of Virgil's Aeneid, translated by Allen Mandelbaum (1971)