Tuesday, July 16, 2024

Made in 1970

Yves Saint Laurent
Ensemble
(dolman-sleeved blouse and skirt)
1970
silk crepe
Phoenix Art Museum, Arizona

Niki de Saint-Phalle
Rain Clouds and Tears
1970
lithograph
Art Gallery of New South Wales, Sydney

Harold Barling Town
Rudolph Valentino
1970
lithograph
Art Gallery of Greater Victoria, British Columbia

Dieter Roth
Print 4 (Recto)
1970
screenprint and lithograph
National Gallery of Australia, Canberra

Dieter Roth
Print 5 (Recto)
1970
screenprint and lithograph
National Gallery of Australia, Canberra

Patrick Heron
Six in Light Orange and Red in Yellow
1970
screenprint
Queensland Art Gallery, Brisbane

Patrick Heron
Six in Vermilion and Vermilion in Red
1970
screenprint
Queensland Art Gallery, Brisbane

Luchita Hurtado
Untitled
1970
lithograph
Los Angeles County Museum of Art

Fanny Sanin
Acrylic no. 13
1970
acrylic on canvas
Los Angeles County Museum of Art

Ray Robinson
Marion Gariepy lying on Persian Rug in Garden
1970
pastel on paper
Museum London, Ontario

Gene Davis
Halifax
1970
screenprint
San Diego Museum of Art

Pedro Friedeberg
El Teosofista Desobediente
1970
acrylic on board
Los Angeles County Museum of Art

Jack Chambers
Lake Huron no. 1
1970
oil on canvas
Museum London, Ontario

Peter Booth
Painting
1970
oil on canvas
National Gallery of Australia, Canberra

Pierre Gaudard
Cycle RĂ©paration
1970
gelatin silver print
National Gallery of Canada, Ottawa

Francis Bacon
Triptych
1970
oil on canvases
National Gallery of Australia, Canberra

from New Year Letter

They challenge, warn and witness. Who
That ever has the rashness to
Believe that he is one of those
The greatest of vocations chose,
Is not perpetually afraid
That he's unworthy of his trade,
As round his tiny homestead spread
The grand constructions of the dead,
Not conscious, as he works, of their
Complete uncompromising stare,
And the surveillance of a board
Whose warrant cannot be ignored?
O often, often must he face,
Whether the critics blame or praise,
Young, high-brow, popular or rich,
That summary tribunal which
In a perpetual session sits,
And answer, if he can, to its
Intense interrogation. Though
Considerate and mild and low
The voices of the questioners,
Although they delegate to us
Both prosecution and defense,
Accept our rules of evidence
And pass no sentence but our own, 
Yet, as he faces them alone,
O who can show convincing proof
That he is worthy of their love?

– W.H. Auden (1940)