Thursday, July 17, 2025

Pink Elements

Hanne Borchgrevink
Pink Landscape
1990
acrylic on canvas
KORO (Public Art Norway), Oslo

Vilhelm Hammershøi
Interior in Louis Seize Style
1897
oil on canvas
Hirschsprung Collection, Copenhagen

Inka Lindergård and Niclas Holmström
Saga V
2009
C-print
Göteborgs Konstmuseum, Sweden

John O'Reilly
Scissors
2016
printed paper collage, with added pigments
Worcester Art Museum, Worcester, Massachusetts

Carl Kunst
Hermann Glassl, Violin Maker, Munich
ca. 1912
lithograph (poster)
Kunstbibliothek, Staatliche Museen zu Berlin

Henri Fantin-Latour
Roses
1894
oil on canvas
Musée des Beaux-Arts de Reims

Maria Lassnig
Suctioned Cow
1988
oil on canvas
Museum Ludwig, Cologne

Hans Bellmer
Les Jeux de la Poupée
ca. 1938
hand-colored gelatin silver print
Moderna Museet, Stockholm

Jean-Baptiste-Camille Corot
Young Woman in a Pink Skirt
ca. 1845-50
oil on canvas
Clark Art Institute, Williamstown, Massachusetts

Johanne Hansen-Krone
Seated Woman
1983
oil on canvas
Nordnorsk Kunstmuseum, Tromsø

Santi di Tito
Portrait of a Young Woman as Portia Catonis
ca. 1590
oil on panel
Statens Museum for Kunst, Copenhagen

Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec
Two Friends
1895
oil on paper, mounted on panel
Galerie Neue Meister (Albertinum), Dresden

Gustav Klimt
Portrait of Sonia Knips
1897-98
oil on canvas
Belvedere Museum, Vienna

Jean-Étienne Liotard
Portrait of Maria Amalia, Archduchess of Austria
1762
watercolor on paper
Musée d'Art et d'Histoire de Genève

Rosemarie Trockel
Venice could be Cold
2014
C-print mounted on aluminum
Moderna Museet, Stockholm

Jan Svenungsson and Ola Billgren
Stockholm 1
1991
C-print mounted on aluminum
Moderna Museet, Stockholm

It was nearly sunset, and they were close to the outskirts of Bessa when they saw a host of newly slain bodies lying on the ground.  Most could be identified as Persians by their apparel and equipment, but there were a few Egyptians too.  The scene was clear evidence that there had been fighting, but who the adversaries had been they could not guess.  But as they picked their way through the corpses, looking at them closely as they went in case there was someone close to them among the dead – for the heart is ever in dread for those it loves the most, ever quick to divine the worst about them – they came upon a little old woman clasping one of the Egyptian dead in her arms, making all manner of mournful lamentations.  They decided to try to get some information from the old woman, if they could, so they sat down beside her and began by trying to console her and reduce the excesses of her grief.  This produced the desired effect, so they asked the old woman (Kalasiris speaking to her in the Egyptian tongue) who it was she was grieving over and what this fighting had been about.  In a few words she told them everything: her grief was for her son, who was among the dead, and she had come to the battlefield in the express hope that someone would run her through and release her from life.  In the meantime, however, she was making her son the customary offerings, so far as circumstances permitted, though she had nothing to give but tears and lamentation.

– Heliodorus, from The Aethiopica, or, Theagenes and Charikleia (3rd or 4th century AD), translated from Greek by J.R. Morgan (1989)