Wednesday, October 30, 2024

Emphatic Linear Perspective - I

Wilhelm Schubert van Ehrenberg
Scala Regia at the Vatican
1667
oil on canvas
Hamburger Kunsthalle

Ferdinando Galli-Bibiena
Scala Regia (Capriccio)
ca. 1690
drawing
Morgan Library, New York

Anonymous Italian Artist
Scala Regia, Palazzo Farnese, Caprarola
ca. 1550-1600
drawing
Kunstmuseum Basel

Édouard Bouillière
Balconies on rue Mage
ca. 1932
watercolor and gouache on paper
Musée des Augustins de Toulouse

Lawrence Alma-Tadema
The Convalescent
1869
oil on panel
Joslyn Art Museum, Omaha

Dirck van Delen
Palatial Interior
ca. 1632
oil on panel
Národní Galerie, Prague

Canaletto
Partial View of Piazza San Marco, Venice
ca. 1735
oil on canvas
Deutsche Barockgalerie, Augsburg

John Rogers Cox
Gray and Gold
1942
oil on canvas
Cleveland Museum of Art, Ohio

Raphael
The Annunciation
ca. 1502-1504
tempera on panel, transferred to canvas
(predella fragment from altarpiece)
Pinacoteca Vaticana, Rome

Walter Luyken
Sculptor's Studio
1835
drawing
Museum Het Valkhof, Nijmegen

Anonymous British Artist
Drawing Room at Donavourd House, Perthshire
ca. 1860
watercolor
Scottish National Gallery, Edinburgh

Augustin-Alexandre Thierriat
Old Woman Spinning
1815
oil on canvas
Musée des Beaux-Arts de Lyon

attributed to Benedetto Bordone
Nymph approaching Poliphilo through an Arcade
1499
woodcut illustration with letterpress
(text by Francesco Colonna from the Hypnerotomachia Poliphili,
published in Venice by Aldus Manutius)
Hamburger Kunsthalle

Edvard Munch
Girls on a Bridge
1901
oil on canvas
Hamburger Kunsthalle

Andreas Schelfhout
Street in Huy, Belgium
ca. 1824-25
oil on panel
Teylers Museum, Haarlem

Egid Schor
Quadratura Design for Ceiling Decoration
ca. 1700
drawing, with watercolor
Hamburger Kunsthalle

May this fire have driven out
The Shape-Changers that can put
Ruin on a great king's house
Until all be ruinous. 
Names whereby a man has known
The threshold and the hearthstone,
Gather on the wind and drive
The women none can kiss and thrive,
For they are but whirling wind,
Out of memory and mind. 
They would make a prince decay
With light images of clay
Planted in the running wave;
Or, for many shapes they have,
They would change them into hounds
Until he had died of his wounds,
Though the change were but a whim;
Or they'd hurl a spell at him,
That he follow with desire
Bodies that can never tire
Or grow kind, for they anoint
All their bodies, joint by joint,
With a miracle-working juice
That is made out of the grease
Of the ungoverned unicorn. 
But the man is thrice forlorn,
Emptied, ruined, wracked and lost,
That they follow, for at most
They will give him kiss for kiss
While they murmur, 'After this
Hatred may be sweet to the taste.' 

– W.B. Yeats (1906)