Nikolaos Gyzis Olympic Victor 1896 drawing National Gallery, Athens |
workshop of Thomas de Keyser Portrait of a Woman ca. 1630-35 oil on panel Musée d'Art et d'Histoire de Genève |
attributed to Antonio del Pollaiuolo Portrait of Ottoman Sultan Mehmed II ca. 1470 engraving Kupferstichkabinett, Staatliche Museen zu Berlin |
attributed to Mariotto Albertinelli Head of a Youth ca. 1510 drawing Kupferstichkabinett, Staatliche Museen zu Berlin |
Parmigianino (Francesco Mazzola) Head of a Young Woman ca. 1524 drawing Gabinetto dei Disegni e delle Stampe, Gallerie degli Uffizi, Florence |
Jan Lievens Study of an Old Man ca. 1625-26 oil on panel Kunsthistorisches Museum, Vienna |
Francesco Montelatici (Cecco Bravo) Head of a Woman before 1661 drawing Scottish National Gallery, Edinburgh |
Antonio Tempesta Roman Emperor Galba 1596 etching Hamburger Kunsthalle |
Ancient Greek Culture Grave Stele of an Athlete (fragment) 550 BC marble relief (excavated in Athens) National Archaeological Museum, Athens |
attributed to Benedetto da Maino Portrait of Beatrice of Aragon, Queen Consort of Hungary 1476 marble relief Museum of Fine Arts, Budapest |
William Holman Hunt Shepherd ca. 1849 watercolor on paper Rhode Island School of Design, Providence |
Anonymous Florentine Artist Portrait of Matteo Olivieri ca. 1430-40 tempera on panel, transferred to canvas National Gallery of Art, Washington DC |
Philipp Otto Runge Head Study of the Apollo Belvedere 1800 drawing (after a cast) Hamburger Kunsthalle |
Dante Gabriel Rossetti Perlascura (Jane Morris) 1871 drawing (colored chalks) Ashmolean Museum, Oxford |
Anton Løvenberg Head Study of the Farnese Hercules ca. 1850-60 drawing (after a cast) Rhode Island School of Design, Providence |
Antonio Durelli Écorché Head 1837 drawing Wellcome Collection, London |
from Microscript 54
So here was a book again, and again I was introduced to a woman. I've acquired quite a few female acquaintances by reading, a pleasant method of expanding one's sphere of knowledge, though one can certainly, I admit, become lazy in this way. On the other hand, characters in books stand out better, I mean, more silhouettishly, from one another, than do living figures, who, as they are alive and move about, tend to lack delineation. The one who is my subject here found herself, as the wife of a tradesman who trafficked in cattle, not just neglected but downright oppressed. No matter what she said, he knew better. Constantly he corrected her. If she knuckled under, he was bored. If, however, she displayed the least inclination to hold an opinion of her own, he found her out of line. Before her marriage, she'd taken an interest in the beautiful, i.e., art, and the good, by which I mean literature. Now, though, she began to contemplate vile and wicked things and did in fact set out one day in search of adventure, intending to become a rogue. Soon she succeeded in casting her spell on a dancer who became her admirer. He, however, was devoted to another as well, one whose neck was adorned with pearls of great worth. The cattle merchant's wife, who distinguished herself in the dance halls and cabarets by her mysterious behavior, attempted to win the friendship of the lady with the pearls, but this attempt ended in failure. . . . The woman wedded to the tradesman soon assumed the name "the lady in green feathers." She called to mind a vision of springtime. But sweet and dear as she looked, her thoughts were hard, and she was set on using them to debauch these insolent debauchees. It was instinctual, this rough treatment of rough characters. As she sank, she dragged him down with her – all the way, in fact, to the bottom-most level of criminality, which is a sort of swamp.
– Robert Walser (ca. 1930-33), translated by Susan Bernofsky (2010)