Friday, May 9, 2025

Fairfield Porter

Fairfield Porter
Dirigo Island (Butter Island)
ca. 1950
watercolor on paper
New Britain Museum of American Art, Connecticut


Fairfield Porter
Katie
1953
oil on canvas
Princeton University Art Museum

Fairfield Porter
Katie and Anne
1955
oil on canvas
Hirshhorn Museum, Washington DC

Fairfield Porter
Boy Reading
1955
oil on canvas
Princeton University Art Museum

Fairfield Porter
Still Life with Casserole
1955
oil on canvas
Smithsonian American Art Museum, Washington DC

Fairfield Porter
Portrait of Ted Carey and Andy Warhol
1960
oil on linen
Whitney Museum of American Art, New York

Fairfield Porter
Chrysanthemums under a Blue Sky
1961
oil on canvas
Whitney Museum of American Art, New York

Bill Yoscary
Fairfield Porter and poet Kenneth Koch (with drink)
ca. 1962
gelatin silver print
Archives of American Art, Smithsonian Institution, Washington DC

Fairfield Porter
Figures in Interior
1963
watercolor on paper
Whitney Museum of American Art, New York

Fairfield Porter
July Interior
1964
oil on canvas
Hirshhorn Museum, Washington DC

Fairfield Porter
The Screen Porch
1964
oil on canvas
Whitney Museum of American Art, New York

Fairfield Porter
The Mirror
1966
oil on canvas
Nelson-Atkins Museum of Art, Kansas City, Missouri

Fairfield Porter
Study for the Silkscreen Interior
ca. 1967
watercolor on paper
Art Institute of Chicago

Fairfield Porter
Forsythia and Pear in Bloom
1968
oil on canvas
Smithsonian American Art Museum, Washington DC

Fairfield Porter
Green Girl
1971
lithograph
Whitney Museum of American Art, New York

Fairfield Porter
Late Afternoon Snow
1972
oil on paper, mounted on panel
Phillips Collection, Washington DC

Fairfield Porter
Snow, South Main Street
ca. 1972
oil on paper, mounted on panel
Phillips Collection, Washington DC

Fairfield Porter
Ocean II
1975
lithograph
Cincinnati Art Museum, Ohio

from The Friend of the Fourth Decade

"Listen," he went on, "I have this friend –
What's that face for? Did you think I had only one?

You are my oldest friend, remember. Well:
Karlheinrich collects stamps. I now spend mornings

With a bowl of water and my postcard box.
Cards from all over. God! Those were the years

I never used to throw out anything.
Each card then soaks five minutes while its ink

Turns to exactly the slow formal swirls
Through which a phoenix flies on Chinese silk.

These leave the water darker but still clear,
The text unreadable. It's true!

Cards from my mother, my great-uncle, you!
And the used waters deepen the sea's blue.



I cannot tell you what this does to me.
Scene upon scene's immersion and emergence

Rinsed of the word. The Golden Gate, Moroccan
Dancing boys, the Alps from Interlaken,

Fuji, the Andes, Titian's Venus, two
Mandrills from the Cincinnati zoo –

All that survives the flood, as does a lighter
Heart than I have had in many a day.

Salt lick big as a fist, heart, hoard
Of self one grew up prizing above rubies –

To feel it even by a grain dissolved,
Absolved I mean, recipient with writer,

By water holy from the tap, by air that dries,
Of having cared and having ceased to care . . ."

– James Merrill (1969)