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David Smith Untitled (Study for Sculpture) ca. 1937-38 ink and watercolor on paper Whitney Museum of American Art, New York |
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David Smith Classic Figure III 1945 bronze North Carolina Museum of Art, Raleigh |
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David Smith Untitled 1946 tempera on paper Whitney Museum of American Art, New York |
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David Smith The Forest 1950 painted steel on wooden base Nasher Sculpture Center, Dallas |
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David Smith Untitled 1951 tempera on paper Smithsonian Museum of American Art, Washington DC |
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David Smith Untitled 1951 tempera on paper Walker Art Center, Minneapolis |
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David Smith Stainless Window 1951 stainless steel Menil Collection, Houston |
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David Smith Untitled 1952 lithograph Smithsonian Museum of American Art, Washington DC |
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David Smith Tanktotem I 1952 steel Art Institute of Chicago |
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David Smith Agricola IX 1952 steel Tate Modern, London |
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David Smith Europa and Calf 1956-57 bronze Smithsonian Museum of American Art, Washington DC |
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David Smith Untitled 1957 ink on paper Whitney Museum of American Art, New York |
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David Smith Untitled (Study for Sculpture) 1960 spray-paint over stencil on paper Whitney Museum of American Art, New York |
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David Smith 4-28-61 1961 painted steel Whitney Museum of American Art, New York |
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David Smith Untitled (Study for Cubi VII) 1963 spray-paint over stencil on paper Art Institute of Chicago |
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David Smith Cubi VII 1963 stainless steel Art Institute of Chicago |
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David Smith Cubi XIX 1964 stainless steel Tate Modern, London |
from From the Cupola
Midnight I dream I dream The slow moon eludes
one stilled cloud Din of shimmerings From across the Sound
what may have begun as no more
than a willow's sleepwalking outline quickens detaches
comes to itself in the cupola
panics from pane to pane and then impulsively
surrendering fluttering by now the sixteenfold
wings of the cherubim unclipped by faith or reason
stands there my dream made whole
over whose walls again
a red vine black in moonlight crawls
made habitable Each cell of the concrete
fills with sweet light The wave breaks
into tears Come if it's you Step down
to where I Stop For at your touch the dream
cracks the angel tenses flees
– James Merrill (1966)