Friday, October 18, 2024

Zerbe - Zadkine - Zorach - Zoppo

Karl Zerbe
Modiste
ca. 1948
gouache on paper
New Britain Museum of American Art, Connecticut

Karl Zerbe
Alan - 32 East 65th Street
ca. 1950
color woodblock print
Art Institute of Chicago

Karl Zerbe
Gloucester Alley
1943
encaustic on panel
Albright-Knox Art Gallery, Buffalo, New York

Karl Zerbe
Beacon Hill
ca. 1938
oil on canvas
(WPA project)
Detroit Institute of Arts

Ossip Zadkine
Family
ca. 1950
lithograph
Art Gallery of Greater Victoria, British Columbia

Ossip Zadkine
Untitled
1948
bronze
Museum Boijmans Van Beuningen, Rotterdam

Ossip Zadkine
Untitled
1948
gouache on paper
Museum Boijmans Van Beuningen, Rotterdam

Ossip Zadkine
Untitled
1925
alabaster
Museum Boijmans Van Beuningen, Rotterdam

William Zorach
Head of Dahlov
ca. 1920-23
marble
Delaware Art Museum, Wilmington

William Zorach
Head of a Prophet
1946
granite
Art Institute of Chicago

William Zorach
The Weirs
1916
linocut
British Museum

William Zorach
Summer
1913
oil on canvas
Art Institute of Chicago

Marco Zoppo
Head of John the Baptist
ca. 1470
tempera on panel
Palazzo Mosca, Pesaro

Marco Zoppo
Maenads slaying Pentheus
ca. 1465-75
ink on vellum
British Museum

Marco Zoppo
Four Men in a Rocky Landscape
ca. 1465-75
ink on vellum
British Museum

Marco Zoppo
Dead Christ with St John the Baptist and St Jerome
ca. 1465
tempera on panel
National Gallery, London

On Sunday Walks

On Sunday walks
Past the shut gates of works
The conquerors come
And are handsome.

Sitting all day
By the open window,
Say what they say,
Know what to know,
Who brought and taught
Unusual images
And new tunes to old cottages,
With so much done,
Without a thought
Of the anonymous lampoon,
The cellar counterplot,
Though in the night,
Pursued by eaters,
They clutch at gaiters
That straddle and deny
Escape that way,
Though in the night
Is waking fright. 

Father by son
Lives on and on
Though over date
And motto on gate
The lichen grows
From year to year,
Still here and there
That Roman nose
Is noticed in the villages,
And father's son
Knows what they said
And what they did.

Not meaning to deceive,
Wish to give suck
Enforces make-believe
And what was fear
Of fever and bad-luck
Is now a scare
At certain names,
A need for charms,
For certain words
At certain fords,
And what was livelihood
Is tallness, strongness,
Words and longness,
All glory and all story
Solemn and not so good.

– W.H. Auden (1929)