Wednesday, August 6, 2025

Paradigms (Western)

Rogier van der Weyden
Portrait of a Woman
ca. 1435-40
drawing
British Museum


Master of the Castello Nativity
Portrait of a Woman
ca. 1450-60
tempera on panel, transferred to canvas
(flat appearance due to past overcleaning)
Metropolitan Museum of Art, New York

Giovanni Antonio Boltraffio
Portrait of a Girl crowned with Flowers
ca. 1495-99
oil on panel
North Carolina Museum of Art, Raleigh

Raphael
Portrait of a Lady (La Muta)
ca. 1505-1510
oil on panel
Galleria Nazionale delle Marche, Urbino

Girolamo di Benvenuto
Portrait of a Woman
ca. 1508
oil on panel
National Gallery of Art, Washington DC

Ridolfo Ghirlandaio
Portrait of Lucrezia Sommaria
ca. 1510
oil on panel
National Gallery of Art, Washington DC

Palma il Vecchio
Portrait of a Woman
ca. 1520-30
oil on panel
El Paso Museum of Art, Texas

Albrecht Dürer
Portrait of a Peasant Woman
1525
drawing
British Museum

Andrea del Sarto
Portrait of a Woman
ca. 1525-30
drawing
Graphische Sammlung Albertina, Vienna

Monogrammist F.G.
Antique Figure seated in a Garden
1537
engraving
Graphische Sammlung, ETH Zürich

Jan Cornelisz Vermeyen
Portrait of a Woman
1545
etching
Graphische Sammlung Albertina, Vienna

follower of François Clouet
Portrait of Beatrix Pacheco,
Countess of Montbel and Entremonts

ca. 1550
oil on panel
Städel Museum, Frankfurt

attributed to Bernaert de Ryckere
Portrait of a Woman
ca. 1562
drawing
British Museum

Léonard Limosin
Portrait of Anna d'Este
ca. 1563-66
enamel on copper, in 19th-century frame
British Museum

Santi di Tito
Portrait of a Woman
1565
oil on panel
Seattle Art Museum

attributed to Francesco Montemezzano
Portrait of a Woman with a Squirrel
ca. 1565-75
oil on canvas
Rijksmuseum, Amsterdam

George Gower
Portrait of Mary Denton
1573
oil on panel
York City Art Gallery, North Yorkshire

For instance, I wrote a poem which only had two verses and sent the two verses to Anthony Thwaite, and when he wrote back asking for more, I'd already written four more verses.  It's about my sister having a stroke.  I'll just run through it.

I was a beautiful plant, I stood in the garden supreme,
Till there came a blight that fell on each leaf,
How I wish this had not been,
Oh how I wish this had not been.

I can feel the sun and my blighted leaves
In an elderly way grow glad,
But oh in my depths I bleed, I bleed,
From a heart that is youthful and sad,
A heart that is fiercer than sad.

Well, that's the end. I thought it was enough, and then I went on:

Oh, feeling of youth, you had better go,
You are trapped by my age and deceased too.
Goodbye, goodbye, I will send you away,
There is nothing here now to please you.

Then my feeling of youth said, 'No, I will not go;
I will comfort you with love and pain. 
And also, if you like, I can procure for you a potion
That you will not take in vain.

The torpors of age could not seize the notion
To drink of the freeing grain, to measure the freeing grain.
All the same, I should not take it if I were you,
As you always can, but rather see life with me through.

Then the last verse is:

It is not very long compared with geological time,
It is heaven to think of geological time,
The weight lifts . . . and this gives you a happy mind . . . 

– Stevie Smith, quoted in 1970 during a taped interview with Kay Dick