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Mary Delany Rosa Gallica 1782 collage, watercolor and gouache on paper British Museum |
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Georges Valmier Fugue 1920 gouache, ink and collage on paper Guggenheim Museum, New York |
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Hannah Hoch Tailor's Flower 1920 collage and ink on paper Hirshhorn Museum, Washington DC |
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Joseph Cornell For Jorge Luis Borges before 1972 collage on paper Smithsonian American Art Museum, Washington DC |
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Ray Johnson Ruth Szowie ca. 1972 collage and ink on paper Hirshhorn Museum, Washington DC |
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Ray Johnson André Breton 1972 collage and ink on paper Hirshhorn Museum, Washington DC |
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Hans Richter Watergate 1973 oil and collage on canvas Hirshhorn Museum, Washington DC |
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Nancy Grossman Twisting Column Figure 1976 ink, dyes and collage on board Smithsonian American Art Museum, Washington DC |
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Nancy Grossman Mare Imbrium 1981-82 ink, dyes and collage on board Smithsonian American Art Museum, Washington DC |
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Deborah Turbeville Comme des Garçons 1980 collage of gelatin silver prints on paper Whitney Museum of American Art, New York |
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Enid Munroe On Perspective: Consideration 1980 graphite and collage on board Smithsonian American Art Museum, Washington DC |
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Enid Munroe Three Small Objects 1982 graphite, gouache and collage on paper Smithsonian American Art Museum, Washington DC |
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Duncan Hannah Lucky You 1981 collage of found paper Whitney Museum of American Art, New York |
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David Hockney My Mother, Bolton Abbey, Yorkshire 1982 collage of C-prints on paper National Portrait Gallery, Washington DC |
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David Hockney Sunday Morning, Mayflower Hotel 1983 collage of C-prints on paper Art Institute of Chicago |
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Nancy Spero Airborne 1998 screenprint and collage Whitney Museum of American Art, New York |
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Tracey Moffatt Picturesque Cherbourg No. 3 2015 collage of digital prints Art Gallery of South Australia, Adelaide |
Madrigal
A daedal of my death,
Now I resemble that subtle worm on Earth,
Which, prone to its own evil, can take no rest;
For with strange thoughts possessed
I feed on fading leaves
Of hope, which me deceives,
And thousand webs doth warp within my breast.
And thus in end unto myself I weave
A fast-shut prison, no, but even a grave.
– William Drummond of Hawthornden (ca. 1614)