Sunday, February 16, 2025

Constructs

Sam Richardson
A Very Thick Layer of Summer Overcast
Extending Inland Near Antioch, California

1969
painted polyurethane, plexiglas, resin
Smithsonian American Art Museum, Washington DC


Isamu Noguchi
Model for Swimming Pool for von Sternberg
1935
bronze
Walker Art Center, Minneapolis

Bruce Nauman
Eye-Level Piece
1966
painted cardboard
Dallas Museum of Art

Hans Arp
Star in a Dream
1958
bronze
Dallas Museum of Art

Paul Feeley
Jack
1966
gilded fiberglass on steel base
Smithsonian American Art Museum, Washington DC

Alexander Calder
Hair Comb
ca. 1940
gilt brass
Smithsonian American Art Museum, Washington DC

William Harper
Nine Tantric Amulets for Jasper Johns
1994
enameled gold and silver
Smithsonian American Art Museum, Washington DC

Mickey Johnston
Bang-le Bracelet
1997
forged steel, gold, diamonds, pearl
Smithsonian American Art Museum, Washington DC

Bob Winston
Bracelet
1948
silver, brass, turquoise
Smithsonian American Art Museum, Washington DC

Ira Sherman
Wristlet
1986
gold
Smithsonian American Art Museum, Washington DC

Arman (Armand Fernandez)
Trashcan
1959
found objects and detritus in plexiglas case
Moderna Museet, Stockholm

Louise Bourgeois
Germinal
1967 and 1992
marble
Institute of Contemporary Art, Boston

Constantin Brâncusi
Fish
1926
bronze, base metal and wood
Tate Modern, London

Alberto Giacometti
Spoon Woman
1926-27
bronze
Art Institute of Chicago

Man Ray
Lampshade
1920
painted metal
Moderna Museet, Stockholm

Robert Mapplethorpe
Untitled (Blue Underwear)
1970
assemblage of textile garment and painted wood
Los Angeles County Museum of Art

Jud Nelson
Hefty 2-Ply
1979-82
marble
Walker Art Center, Minneapolis

from Screened Porch

The stars were foolish, they were not worth waiting for.
The moon was shrouded, fragmentary.
Twilight like silt covered the hills.
The great drama of human life was nowhere evident –
but for that, you don't go to nature.

The terrible harrowing story of a human life,
the wild triumph of love: they don't belong
to the summer night, panorama of hills and stars.

We sat on our terraces, our screened porches,
as though we expected to gather, even now,
fresh information or sympathy. The stars
glittered a bit above the landscape, the hills
suffused still with a faint retroactive light.
Darkness. Luminous earth. We stared out, starved for knowledge,
and we felt, in its place, a substitute:
indifference that appeared benign. 

– Louise Glück (2001)