Emo Verkerk Primo Levi 2009 oil on canvas Museum Boijmans Van Beuningen, Rotterdam |
Emo Verkerk Paul Beckman 2015 oil on linen Museum Boijmans Van Beuningen, Rotterdam |
Emo Verkerk Portrait of Berlage 1988 oil on canvas Museum Boijmans Van Beuningen, Rotterdam |
Emo Verkerk Edward Lear 1998 oil on canvas Museum Boijmans Van Beuningen, Rotterdam |
Wenceslaus Hollar Two Eyes and Two Heads ca. 1645 etching Metropolitan Museum of Art, New York |
Wenceslaus Hollar Neapolitan Triton Shell ca. 1645 etching Royal Collection, Windsor |
Wenceslaus Hollar Black-Spotted Triton Shell ca. 1645 etching Royal Collection, Windsor |
Wenceslaus Hollar Emblem representing Civil Discord (Civilis Seditio) 1643 etching Herzog Anton Ulrich Museum, Braunschweig |
George Frederic Watts Figure Study before 1904 drawing British Museum |
George Frederic Watts Foreshortened Study of Upper Arm before 1904 drawing British Museum |
George Frederic Watts Head of a Man ca. 1870 oil on panel National Gallery of Canada, Ottawa |
George Frederic Watts Portrait of Eveleen Tennant ca. 1876-79 oil on canvas Delaware Art Museum, Wilmington |
Ludwig Hohlwein National Sports Day League of German Girls in the Hitler Youth 1934 lithograph(poster) Kunstbibliothek, Staatliche Museen zu Berlin |
Ludwig Hohlwein League of German Girls in the Hitler Youth ca. 1936 offset print (poster) Kunstbibliothek, Staatliche Museen zu Berlin |
Ludwig Hohlwein Donated to combat Hunger and Cold 1933 offset print (poster) Kunstbibliothek, Staatliche Museen zu Berlin |
Ludwig Hohlwein Doppelbock German Beer ca. 1930-40 offset print (poster) Kunstbibliothek, Staatliche Museen zu Berlin |
from Legend
My father's father came
to New York from Dhlua:
one misfortune followed another.
In Hungary, a scholar, a man of property.
Then failure: an immigrant
rolling cigars in a cold basement.
*
From the factory, like sad birds his dreams
flew to Dhlua, grasping in their beaks
as from moist earth in which a man could see
the shape of his own footprint,
scattered images, loose bits of the village;
and as he packed the leaves, so within his soul
this weight compressed scraps of Dhlua
into principles, abstractions,
worthy of the challenge of bondage:
in such a world, to scorn
privilege, to love
reason and justice, always
to speak the truth –
which has been
the salvation of our people
since to speak the truth gives
the illusion of freedom.
– Louise Glück (1985)