Thursday, July 25, 2024

Genthe - Guston - Gascoigne - Hockney

Arnold Genthe
Greta Garbo
1925
gelatin silver print
Los Angeles County Museum of Art

Arnold Genthe
Ruth St Denis in Dance Costume
ca. 1918
gelatin silver print
National Gallery of Australia, Canberra

Arnold Genthe
Ted Shawn in Dance Costume
ca. 1915
gelatin silver print
National Gallery of Australia, Canberra

Arnold Genthe
Untitled
ca. 1920
gelatin silver print
National Gallery of Australia, Canberra

Philip Guston
Bad Habits
1970
oil on canvas
National Gallery of Australia, Canberra

Philip Guston
City
1969
drawing
National Gallery of Australia, Canberra

Philip Guston
East Tenth
1977
oil on canvas
Art Gallery of New South Wales, Sydney

Philip Guston
Heads, Easel and Book
1975
drawing
National Gallery of Australia, Canberra

Rosalie Gascoigne
Fool's Gold
1992
painted wood
National Gallery of Australia, Canberra

Rosalie Gascoigne
Study: Six Yellow Strips
ca. 1995-96
painted wood
National Gallery of Australia, Canberra

Rosalie Gascoigne
Study: Two Pink Squares
ca. 1993-96
painted wood
National-Gallery-of-Australia-Canberra

Rosalie Gascoigne
Study with Reflective Letter R
ca. 1990
assemblage
(found signage fragments mounted on board)
National-Gallery-of-Australia-Canberra

David Hockney
Tres (End of Triple)
1990
lithograph
National Gallery of Australia, Canberra

David Hockney
Four Flowers in Still Life
1990
lithograph
National Gallery of Australia, Canberra

David Hockney
Paper Pool Studies
1978
pressed paper pulp
National Gallery of Australia, Canberra

David Hockney
A Bigger Grand Canyon
1998
oil paint on sixty contiguous canvases
National Gallery of Australia, Canberra

Sonnets from China

                                 I

So from the years their gifts were showered: each
Grabbed at the one it needed to survive;
Bee took the politics that suit a hive,
Trout finned as trout, peach moulded into peach,

And were successful at their first endeavour.
The hour of birth their only time in college,
They were content with their precocious knowledge,
To know their station and be right for ever.

Till, finally, there came a childish creature
On whom the years could model any feature,
Fake, as chance fell, a leopard or a dove,

Who by the gentlest wind was rudely shaken,
Who looked for truth but always was mistaken,
And envied his few friends, and chose his love.

– W.H. Auden (1938)