Monday, July 14, 2025

George Platt Lynes

George Platt Lynes
Gertrude Stein
1931
gelatin silver print
National Portrait Gallery, Washington DC


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Self Portrait
1933
gelatin silver print
National Portrait Gallery, Washington DC

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Jared French
ca. 1933
gelatin silver print
National Portrait Gallery, Washington DC

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Marianne Moore
1935
gelatin silver print
National Portrait Gallery, Washington DC

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Katherine Anne Porter
1936
gelatin silver print
National Portrait Gallery, Washington DC

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Christopher Isherwood
ca. 1940
gelatin silver print
National Portrait Gallery, Washington DC

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Vera Zorina
ca. 1940
gelatin silver print
National Portrait Gallery, Washington DC

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Kay Boyle
1941
gelatin silver print
National Portrait Gallery, Washington DC

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Lincoln Kirstein
ca. 1942
gelatin silver print
National Portrait Gallery, Washington DC

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Gloria Swanson
1942
gelatin silver print
National Portrait Gallery, Washington DC

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Ingrid Bergman
ca. 1943
gelatin silver print
National Portrait Gallery, Washington DC

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Model in Evening Gown
ca. 1943
gelatin silver print
National Gallery of Australia, Canberra

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Saul Steinberg
ca. 1943
gelatin silver print
National Portrait Gallery, Washington DC

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Lotte Lehmann
ca. 1947
gelatin silver print
National Portrait Gallery, Washington DC

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Alfred Kinsey
ca. 1948
gelatin silver print
National Portrait Gallery, Washington DC

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Paul Cadmus, George Tooker and Jared French at work
ca. 1948
gelatin silver print
National Portrait Gallery, Washington DC

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Pavel Tchelitchew
1950
gelatin silver print
National Portrait Gallery, Washington DC

from Translation of the 16th Ode of the 2d Book of Horace

Ease, is the weary Merchant's Prayer,
        Who Ploughs by Night th'Ægean Flood,
When neither Moon nor Stars appear,
        Or Glimmer faintly thro' the Cloud.

For Ease, the Mede with Quiver graced,
        For Ease, the Thracian Hero sighs,
Delightful Ease all Pant to Taste,
        A Blessing which no Treasure buys.

Nor neither Gold can Lull to Rest,
        Nor all a Consul's Guard beat off,
The Tumults of a troubled Breast,
        The cares that Haunt a Gilded Roof.

Happy the Man whose Table shews
        A few clean Ounces of Old Plate,
No Fear intrudes on his Repose,
        No sordid Wishes to be Great.

Poor short-lived things! what Plans we lay,
        Ah why forsake our Native home,
To distant Climates speed away,
        For Self cleaves fast where'er we Roam.

– Horace (65-8 BC), translated by William Cowper (ca. 1780)