Wednesday, July 16, 2025

Purple Elements

Stephan Krotowski
Irrigal Tabletten
ca. 1910
lithograph (poster)
Kunstbibliothek, Staatliche Museen zu Berlin

Kjell Abramson
Family Picture
ca. 1960
oil pastels on paper
Moderna Museet, Stockholm

Martin Kippenberger
Gerd + Martin Kippenberger
Sand in the Vaseline

1986
screenprint (poster)
Museum Folkwangm, Essen

Alessandro Allori
Portrait of a Woman
ca. 1570-80
oil on canvas
Saint Louis Art Museum

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

Anonymous Russian Artist
Every contribution to the consumer
cooperative is a step on the road to the
Socialist transformation of the countryside

1931
lithograph (poster)
Moderna Museet, Stockholm

Lovis Corinth
Inn Valley Landscape
1910
oil on canvas
Alte Nationalgalerie, Staatliche Museen zu Berlin

Roar Wold
Red Room
1972
acrylic on canvas
Nasjonalmuseet, Oslo

Louis-Georges-Eléonor Roy
Figure in Moonlight
1887
gouache on paper
Norton Simon Museum, Pasadena

Josh Smith
Untitled
2012
oil on canvas
Moderna Museet, Stockholm

Sam Francis
Keep Smiling
1974
acrylic on paper
Moderna Museet, Stockholm

Marsden Hartley
White Top Mountain, New Hampshire
1930
oil on board
Carnegie Museum of Art, Pittsburgh

Henri Matisse
Moroccan Landscape
1912
oil on canvas
Moderna Museet, Stockholm

Carl Moll
Blooming Lilac in Heldenplatz, Vienna
ca. 1900
oil on canvas
Belvedere Museum, Vienna

Thomas Theodor Heine
Portrait of publisher Albert Langer in his Garden
1905
oil on panel
Lenbachhaus, Munich

Fanny Hjelm
Early Summer Bouquet
1940
watercolor and gouache on paper
Prins Eugens Waldemarsudde, Stockholm

Half a mile outside the village, they embraced for the last time, Kalasiris the men, Charikleia the women, and clasped right hands, praying, amid a flood of tears, that better fortune would attend their parting.  Knemon asked them to forgive him for not accompanying them, having but recently embarked upon the estate of matrimony; he said he would catch up with them if the opportunity arose – but he did not mean it.  Then they parted.  Knemon, Nausikles, and the rest returned to Chemmis, but the first action of Charikleia and Kalasiris was to change their clothes and adopt the guise of beggars, using rags they had ready for this purpose to turn themselves into paupers.  Then Charikleia befouled her face, smearing soot and daubing mud on it to make it dirty, and arranged a filthy shawl skew-whiff on her head so that the edge of it hung down over one eye like a crazy veil.  Under her arm she slung a pouch, apparently to serve as a receptacle for bits of bread and scraps of food, though in fact it had the more important function of containing her sacred Delphic robe and crown and the treasures and tokens of recognition that her mother had laid beside her when she was abandoned.  Kalasiris wrapped Charikleia's quiver in some tattered bits of sheepskin and carried it slung crosswise over this shoulders as if it were merely another bit of baggage.  He unstrung her bow, and, as soon as it had straightened out, he held it like a staff, leaning on it with all his weight; and whenever he saw that he was about to encounter someone on the road, he assumed a stoop even greater than his years compelled and developed a limp in one leg; sometimes he had Charikleia lead him by the arm.

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