Sunday, August 3, 2025

Singular Objects - I

Théodule Ribot
Leg of Mutton
ca. 1870
oil on canvas
Musée de Picardie, Amiens

Tom Sandberg
Untitled
1994
gelatin silver print
KORO (Public Art Norway), Oslo

Rosemarie Trockel
Death, So Adjustable
2014
C-print mounted on aluminum
Moderna Museet, Stockholm

Matti Sumari
Sad Sour Cucumber Platter Handle
2021
cast metal
Moderna Museet, Stockholm

Alfred Sisley
Haystack near the Banks of the Loing
1890
oil on canvas
Musée de la Chartreuse, Douai

Johann Maria Monsorno
Tomb by Antonio Canova
for Maria Christina, Archduchess of Austria

ca. 1800-1810
drawing
Graphische Sammlung Albertina, Vienna

Åsa Herrgård
Memories of Scents
2019
jesmonite and plaster
Moderna Museet, Stockholm

Ancient Greek Culture
Votive Relief - Ear
3rd century BC
marble
(excavated at Pergamon)
Antikensammlung, Staatliche Museen zu Berlin

Charley Toorop
Autumn Still Life with Bottle
1954
oil on canvas
Kröller-Müller Museum, Otterlo, Netherlands

Martin Mannig 
Untitled
2003
oil on canvas
Galerie Neue Meister (Albertinum), Dresden

Bernd and Hilla Becher
Petroleum Tank, London
1966
gelatin silver print
Moderna Museet, Stockholm

Maud Fredin
Tunic
1954
printed cotton
Röhsska Museet, Göteborg

Marit Tingleff
East Indian I
2005
glazed earthenware
KORO (Public Art Norway), Oslo

Eirik Gjedrem
Untitled
1990
glazed earthenware
KORO (Public Art Norway), Oslo

Jean-François Millet
Portrait of Madame Catherine Chancoigne
1841
oil on canvas
Detroit Institute of Arts

Patrick Nilsson
Wild Rose
2020
drawing
Moderna Museet, Stockholm

I set out one day from the Pillars of Hercules and sailed with a following wind into the western ocean.  My voyage was prompted by an active intellect and a passionate interest in anything new; the object I proposed to myself was to discover the limits of the ocean and what men dwelt beyond it.  For this reason I took a great deal of food on board, and plenty of water.  I got hold of fifty men of my own age and interests, as well as quite a store of arms, hired the best navigator I could find at a considerable salary, and strengthened the ship – a light transport – for a long and trying voyage.

For a day and a night we sailed along gently with land still in sight.  At dawn the next day the wind began to rise, the sea grew stormy, and the sky was overcast.  Soon we could not even take in sail; so we ran before the wind and let ourselves be tossed hither and thither for seventy-nine days.  On the eightieth the sun came out suddenly, and we saw a mountainous, thickly wooded island close by, with the sea murmuring gently around it – for by now the swell had almost subsided.  So we put in and went ashore.  There we lay on the ground for a long time, after our long ordeal; however, we did get up, and split ourselves into two parties, thirty staying to guard the ship and twenty coming with me to explore the island. 

– Lucian, from A True Story (2nd century AD), translated from Greek by B.P. Reardon (1989)