Wednesday, July 23, 2025

Henry Moore

Henry Moore
Composition
1934
bronze
Hirshhorn Museum, Washington DC


Henry Moore
Stringed Figure no. 1
1937
cherry wood and string on oak base
Hirshhorn Museum, Washington DC

Henry Moore
Miners
1942
ink and crayon on paper
Hirshhorn Museum, Washington DC

Henry Moore
Studies for Reclining Figures
1944
graphite, ink, crayon and watercolor on paper
Moderna Museet, Stockholm

Henry Moore
Britain
(from the United Nations series)
1944
ink, crayon, watercolor and gouache on paper
Smithsonian American Art Museum, Washington DC

Henry Moore
Maquette for Family Group
1944
bronze
Hirshhorn Museum, Washington DC

Henry Moore
Family Group
1946
bronze
Hirshhorn Museum, Washington DC

Henry Moore
Studies for Reclining Figures
1948
graphite, crayon, watercolor and gouache on paper
Hirshhorn Museum, Washington DC

Henry Moore
Three Standing Figures
1953
bronze
Peggy Guggenheim Collection, Venice

Henry Moore
Maquette for Figure on Steps
1956
bronze
Hirshhorn Museum, Washington DC

Henry Moore
Seated Woman
1956-57
bronze
Hirshhorn Museum, Washington DC

Henry Koerner
Henry Moore
1959
oil on canvas
(commissioned by Time magazine)
National Portrait Gallery, Washington DC

Henry Moore
Reclining Mother and Child
1960-61
bronze
Walker Art Center, Minneapolis

Henry Moore
Large Slow Form
1962
bronze
Tate Modern, London

David Levine
Henry Moore
1966
drawing
Hirshhorn Museum, Washington DC

Henry Moore
Three-Way Piece no. 3: Vertebrae
1968
bronze
Hirshhorn Museum, Washington DC

Henry Moore
Two-Piece Reclining Figure: Points
1969-70
bronze
Hirshhorn Museum, Washington DC

from The First Ode of the Fourth Book of Horace

        Again? new Tumults in my Breast?
Ah spare me, Venus! let me, let me rest!
        I am not now, alas! the man
As in the gentle Reign of My Queen Anne.
        Ah sound no more thy soft alarms,
Nor circle sober fifty with thy Charms.
        Mother too fierce of dear Desires!
Turn, turn to willing Hearts your wanton fires.
        To Number five direct your Doves,
There spread round Murray all your blooming Loves;
        Noble and young, who strike the heart
With every sprightly, every decent part;
        Equal, the injured to defend,
To charm the Mistress, or to fix the Friend.
        He, with a hundred Arts refined
Shall stretch thy Conquests over half the kind:
        To him each Rival shall submit,
Make but his riches equal to his Wit.
        Then shall thy Form the Marble grace,
(Thy Grecian Form) and Chloe lend the Face:
        His House, embosomed in the Grove,
Sacred to social Life and social Love,
        Shall glitter o'er the pendent green,
Where Thames reflects the visionary Scene.
        Thither, the silver-sounding Lyres
Shall call the smiling Loves, and young Desires;
        There, every Grace and Muse shall throng,
Exalt the Dance, or animate the Song;
        There, Youths and Nymphs, in consort gay,
Shall hail the rising, close the parting day.
        With me, alas! those joys are o'er;
For me the vernal Garlands bloom no more.

– Horace (65-8 BC), translated by Alexander Pope (1737)