Friday, August 15, 2025

Reclining

Auguste Renoir
Odalisque
1870
oil on canvas
National Gallery of Art, Washington DC

Henri Matisse
Two Odalisques
1928
oil on canvas
Moderna Museet, Stockholm

Jean-Joseph Benjamin-Constant
The Favorite of the Emir
ca. 1879
oil on canvas
National Gallery of Art, Washington DC

Max Beckmann
Woman with Irises reading a Book
1931
oil on canvas
Belvedere Museum, Vienna

Luca Giordano
Leda and the Swan
ca. 1675
oil on canvas
Museo di Capodimonte, Naples

Édouard Manet
Reclining Woman in Spanish Attire
1862-63
oil on canvas
Yale University Art Gallery

Johann August Nahl the Younger
Cupid removing a Thorn from the foot of Venus
(The Origin of the Red Rose)

ca. 1816
oil on canvas
Museumslandschaft Hessen Kassel

Théo van Rysselberghe
The Ray of Light
1906
oil on canvas
Kröller-Müller Museum, Otterlo, Netherlands

Jean-François Colson
Le Repos
1759
oil on canvas
Musée des Beaux-Arts de Dijon

Adolph Menzel
Study of Model posed with Sword and Shield
1850
drawing
Kupferstichkabinett, Staatliche Museen zu Berlin

Francis Bacon
Reclining Figure
1958
oil on canvas
Kunstmuseum Bochum

Anonymous German Artist
Resting Hercules
ca. 1600
drawing
Hamburger Kunsthalle

William Brymner
Model on Divan
1915
oil on canvas
National Gallery of Canada, Ottawa

Gianlorenzo Bernini
St Lawrence
1617
marble
Gallerie degli Uffizi, Florence

Jakob Gabriel Mollinarolo after Georg Raphael Donner
Reclining Nymph
ca. 1740-50
bronze
Harvard Art Museums

Asger Jorn
Repose
1953-59
oil on canvas
Graphische Sammlung Albertina, Vienna

Darius came, a fugitive, to his own palace and threw himself on the floor, wailing and tearfully lamenting for himself, having lost so huge a number of soldiers and having emptied the whole of Persia.  In the grip of such calamities, he mourned to himself, saying: "Darius, so great a king, with so many nations under my control and all the cities subject to me, I who shared the thrones of the gods and rose with the Sun – now I am a solitary fugitive.  It is a fact that no one plans securely for the future: Fortune only needs a slight tilt, and it raises the lowly above the clouds and draws those in the heights down to Hell.

Darius, then, lay bereft of men, he who had been the king of so many nations.  Recovering a little, standing up, and regaining his composure, he wrote a letter and sent it to Alexander.  Its contents were as follow:

Darius to my master Alexander, greetings:
     He who showed me the light of glory, in haughtiness of mind, conceived a great passion to invade Greece, unsatisfied with the gold and other riches that we have inherited from our ancestors.  He died after losing much gold and silver and many tents, though he had been richer than Croesus of Lydia, and he did not escape the death that awaited him.  So, Alexander, you in your turn, as you have observed luck and its nemesis, set aside grandiose thoughts.  Pity us who come to you for refuge, by Zeus of Suppliants and our common descent from Perseus, and give me back my wife, mother, and children, recalling to your mind the hopes a father has.  In return for this I undertake to give you the treasures that our ancestors deposited in the earth in the land of Minaia and at Susa and in Baktria.  I also undertake that you may be lord of the lands of the Persians, Medes, and the other nations for all time.
     Farewell.

– Pseudo-Callisthenes, from The Alexander Romance (2nd-4th century AD), translated from Greek by Ken Dowden (1989)