Thursday, July 18, 2024

Made in 1972

William Featherston
Gallery Series
1972
screenprint
Art Gallery of Greater Victoria, British Columbia

Lowell Nesbitt
Rose Orchid
1972
oil on canvas
McNay Art Museum, San Antonio, Texas

David Samila
Mural Sketch II
1972
screenprint
Museum London, Ontario

Graham Ovenden
Birnam Wood
1972
screenprint
San Diego Museum of Art

Rolf Strindberg
Untitled
1972
oil on board
Moderna Museet, Stockholm

Fernand Leduc
SG3072
1972
acrylic on canvas
Musée National des Beaux-Arts du Québec

Rita Letendre
Zoor
1972
acrylic on canvas
Art Gallery of Greater Victoria, British Columbia

Franklin Williams
Sixteen Sweet Moments
1972
mixed media on canvas
Los Angeles County Museum of Art

Abraham Rattner
In the Beginning: Moses and the Burning Bush
1972
lithograph
NSU Art Museum, Fort Lauderdale, Florida 

Audrey Flack
Jolie Madame
1972
oil on canvas
National Gallery of Australia, Canberra

Oskar Kokoschka
Munich Olympic Games
1972
screenprint and letterpress (poster)
National Gallery of Australia, Canberra

Paul Caponigro
Ring of Brogan, Orkney
1972
dye imbibition print
Portland Museum of Art, Maine

Paul Cox
India
1972
gelatin silver print
National Gallery of Australia, Canberra

John Menapace
Untitled
1972
gelatin silver print
North Carolina Museum of Art, Raleigh

Gjon Mili
George Balanchine speaking with Conductor
1972
gelatin silver print
San Diego Museum of Art

Roger Scott
Ghost Train
1972
gelatin silver print
Art Gallery of South Australia, Adelaide

from New Year Letter

The situation of our time
Surrounds us like a baffling crime.
There lies the body half-undressed
We all had reason to detest,
And all are suspects and involved
Until the mystery is solved
And under lock and key the cause
That makes a nonsense of our laws.
O Who is trying to shield Whom?
Who left a hairpin in the room?
Who was the distant figure seen
Behaving oddly on the green?
Why did the watchdog never bark?
Why did the footsteps leave no mark?
Where were the servants at that hour?
How did a snake get in the tower?
Delayed in the democracies
By departmental vanities,
The rival sergeants run about
But more to squabble than find out,
Yet where the Force has been cut down
To one inspector dressed in brown,
He makes the murderer whom he pleases
And all investigation ceases. 
Yet our equipment all the time
Extends the area of the crime
Until the guilt is everywhere,
And more and more we are aware,
However miserable may be
Our parish of immediacy,
How small it is, how, far beyond,
Ubiquitous within the bond
Of one impoverishing sky,
Vast spiritual disorders lie.

– W.H. Auden (1940)