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| Arshile Gorky The Artist and his Mother ca. 1926-36 oil on canvas Whitney Museum of American Art, New York |
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| Arshile Gorky Still Life (Composition with Vegetables) ca. 1928 oil on canvas Blanton Museum of Art, Austin, Texas |
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| Arshile Gorky Self Portrait ca. 1928 oil on canvas Los Angeles County Museum of Art |
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| Arshile Gorky Nighttime, Enigma and Nostalgia ca. 1931-32 drawing Whitney Museum of American Art, New York |
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| Arshile Gorky Mechanics of Flying ca. 1936 gouache on paper (study for Newark Airport Aviation Murals) Whitney Museum of American Art, New York |
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| Arshile Gorky Composition 1936-37 oil on canvas (sold at Christie's in 2021) private collection |
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| Arshile Gorky Painting 1936-37 oil on canvas Whitney Museum of American Art, New York |
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| Arshile Gorky Three Forms 1937 drawing Art Institute of Chicago |
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| Arshile Gorky Portrait of Mister Bill 1937 oil on canvas National Gallery of Art, Washington DC |
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| Arshile Gorky Mojave 1941-42 oil on canvas Los Angeles County Museum of Art |
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| Arshile Gorky Untitled 1944 oil on canvas Peggy Guggenheim Collection, Venice |
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| Arshile Gorky Water of the Flowery Mill 1944 oil on canvas Metropolitan Museum of Art, New York |
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| Arshile Gorky Untitled 1944 oil on canvas National Gallery of Australia, Canberra |
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| Arshile Gorky One Year the Milkweed 1944 oil on canvas National Gallery of Art, Washington DC |
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| Arshile Gorky Study for Agony 1947 drawing Art Institute of Chicago |
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| Arshile Gorky The Betrothal II 1947 oil and ink on canvas Whitney Museum of American Art, New York |
from Averno
We spent the whole day
sailing the archipelago,
the tiny islands that were
part of the peninsula
until they'd broken off
into the fragments you see now
floating in the northern sea water.
They seemed safe to me,
I think because no one can live there.
Later we sat in the kitchen
watching the evening start and then the snow.
First one, then the other.
We grew silent, hypnotized by the snow
as though a kind of turbulence
that had been hidden before
was becoming visible.
– Louise Glück (2006)