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| Fimo Man explaining Yin Yang with the aid of Lamb Chops 1983 hand-colored gelatin silver print National Gallery of Australia, Canberra |
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| Fimo Man explaining Yin Yang with the aid of Running Shoes 1983 hand-colored gelatin silver print National Gallery of Australia, Canberra |
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| Tony Ayres September 1983 screenprint National Gallery of Australia, Canberra |
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| Jean-François Jacques for Météore Studio Kamichi Clock 1983 painted wood and steel Musée National des Beaux-Arts du Québec |
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| John Frank Marok Sans Titre 1983 oil on canvas Musée National des Beaux-Arts du Québec |
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| David Ward Classical Man 1983 gelatin silver print National Gallery of Australia, Canberra |
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| Norman Stevens Painswick 1983 etching and aquatint National Gallery of Australia, Canberra |
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| Willem de Kooning Untitled IX 1983 oil on canvas National Gallery of Australia, Canberra |
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| Gabor Szilasi Meubles CDM, Montréal 1983 C-print Musée National des Beaux-Arts du Québec |
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| John Bellany Return of the Prodigal 1983 oil on canvas Art Gallery of New South Wales, Sydney |
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| Alistair Grant Kiludi II 1983 screenprint National Gallery of Australia, Canberra |
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| Gardenia Palmer Ceramics by Gardenia Palmer 1983 screenprint (exhibition poster) National Gallery of Australia, Canberra |
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| Linda Hazen Good Harbor Beach 1983 oil on canvas Musée National des Beaux-Arts du Québec |
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| Mary Pratt Cold Cream 1983 oil on panel Beaverbrook Art Gallery, Fredericton, New Brunswick |
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| Murray Walker Untitled 1983 collage with watercolor and ink on postcard Heide Museum of Modern Art, Bulleen, Australia |
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| Patrick Hughes Funereal Leaves lying on Floorboards 1983 screenprint National Gallery of Australia, Canberra |
Sonnets from China
XIV
They are and suffer; that is all they do:
A bandage hides the place where each is living,
His knowledge of the world restricted to
A treatment metal instruments are giving.
They lie apart like epochs from each other
(Truth in their sense is how much they can bear;
It is not talk like ours but groans they smother),
From us remote as plants we stand elsewhere.
For who when healthy can become a foot?
Even a scratch we can't recall when cured,
But are boisterous in a moment and believe
Reality is never injured, cannot
Imagine isolation: joy can be shared,
And anger, and the idea of love.
– W.H. Auden (1938)