Thursday, August 7, 2025

Heavy Titles - I

Asger Jorn
Underdeveloped Ferocity
1961
oil on canvas
Carnegie Museum of Art, Pittsburgh

Thomas Olsson
Environment for Twelve Monkeys and Ballerina
1986
moving assemblage
(plastic, fabric, giltwood, concealed motor)
Moderna Museet, Stockholm

Gustav Klucis
Fulfilling the Legacy of Lenin
1932
photomontage
Moderna Museet, Stockholm

Martin Kippenberger
Albert Oehlen
My Mother was a Friend
of an Enemy of the People

1984
screenprint (exhibition poster)
Museum Folkwang, Essen

Louise Lawler
Does it matter who owns it?
1989-90
C-print
Nasjonalmuseet, Oslo

Karen Knorr
Unwritten Laws Bound him as much as if They had been Printed
in black and white. They came down to him from Old Times

1983
gelatin silver print
Moderna Museet, Stockholm

Ernst Ludwig Kirchner
Peter Schlemihl in the Solitude of his Room
1915
color woodblock print
(book illustration)
Museum Folkwang, Essen

Konrad Klapheck
The Bombshell and her Companion
1963
oil on canvas
Von der Heydt Museum, Wuppertal

Hippolyte Lecomte
Convoy of Wounded returning to France in 1515 after the Battle of Marignano
1829
oil on canvas
Musée de Brou à Bourg-en-Bresse

Ralph Eugene Meatyard
Lucybelle Crater and her 15-year-old Son's Friend
ca. 1970-75
gelatin silver print
Moderna Museet, Stockholm

Franz Anton Maulbertsch
Apotheosis of the Hungarian Saints
1772-73
oil on canvas
(modello for ceiling painting)
Gemäldegalerie, Staatliche Museen zu Berlin

Master of the Saint Vitus Legend
Saint Vitus rejecting the Pleasures of the World
ca. 1470-80
tempera on panel
Belvedere Museum, Vienna

Morten Krohg
May 1st - No to Housing Demolition!
1973
screenprint
KORO (Public Art Norway), Oslo

Cesare Mussini
Cain confronts the Enormity of his Crime
after the murder of Abel

1829
oil on canvas
Galleria Nazionale di Parma

Jacques Monory
Murder no. 8
1968
oil on canvas
Musée des Beaux-Arts de Pau

Duane Michals
An Unfinished Letter to Someone who once Loved Me
1976
gelatin silver print
Moderna Museet, Stockholm

Dear Friend, I still have the keys you gave me. I saved everything. It is a symptom of my illness. You are my illness. You are my infection. But I am getting better. There is something that I must tell you. I hope you can understand. Sometimes when I know you are not home, I enter your apartment. It pleases me to see it is just as I remember it. I saw your new blue sweater. How lovely you must look wearing it. There was a letter from some man whose name was unfamiliar on your desk. I wonder who he is. Once I placed my head on your pillow, where you sleep. I could still smell your hair. I want