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Ellsworth Kelly Atlantic 1956 oil on canvas Whitney Museum of American Art, New York |
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Ellsworth Kelly Orange-Red Relief 1959 oil on canvas Guggenheim Museum, New York |
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Ellsworth Kelly Blue on White 1961 oil on canvas Smithsonian American Art Museum, Washington DC |
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Ellsworth Kelly Red White 1961 oil on canvas Hirshhorn Museum, Washington DC |
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Ellsworth Kelly Blue Green Red 1964 oil on canvas Whitney Museum of American Art, New York |
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Ellsworth Kelly Orange over Blue 1964-65 lithograph Smithsonian American Art Museum, Washington DC |
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Ellsworth Kelly Cyclamen IV 1964-65 lithograph Smithsonian American Art Museum, Washington DC |
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Ellsworth Kelly Leaves 1964-65 lithograph Smithsonian American Art Museum, Washington DC |
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Ellsworth Kelly Vivian Beaumont Theater, Lincoln Center 1965 lithograph (poster) Hirshhorn Museum, Washington DC |
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Ellsworth Kelly Red Yellow Blue V 1968 oil on canvas Hirshhorn Museum, Washington DC |
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Ellsworth Kelly Black Green 1970 lithograph Hirshhorn Museum, Washington DC |
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Ellsworth Kelly Blue / Red-Orange / Green 1970 lithograph Hirshhorn Museum, Washington DC |
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Ellsworth Kelly Untitled 1973 lithograph Smithsonian American Art Museum, Washington DC |
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Ellsworth Kelly Dark Green Curve 1982 oil on canvas Hirshhorn Museum, Washington DC |
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Ellsworth Kelly Untitled 1986 stainless steel Hirshhorn Museum, Washington DC |
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Ellsworth Kelly Yellow on Blue 2001 oil on canvas Whitney Museum of American Art, New York |
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Ellsworth Kelly White Relief over Dark Blue 2002 oil on canvas Hirshhorn Museum, Washington DC |
from Pharsalia
When blacke night reignes, or Phoebus gilds the noone,
The Priest himselfe trembles, afraid to spie
Or finde this woods tutelar Deitie.
This wood he bids them fell: not standing fare
From off their worke: untoucht in former warre,
Among the other bared hills it stands
Of a thicke growth; the souldiers valiant hands
Trembled to strike, moov'd with the majestie,
And thinke the axe from off the sacred tree
Rebounding backe would their owne bodies wound:
Th'amazement of his men when Caesar found,
And first of all assaults a loftie oake;
And having wounded the religious tree,
Let no man feare to fell this wood (quoth he)
The guilt of this offence let Caesar bear.
The souldiers all obey, not voide of feare,
But ballancing the Gods, and Caesars frowne.
The knottie Holmes, the tall wild Ashes downe,
Joves sacred Oake, ship building Alder falles,
And Cypresses worne at great mens funeralls
Loosing their leaves, are forst t'admit the day;
The falling trees so thicke each other stay.
The Gaules lament to see the woods destroy'd:
But the besieged townesmen all orejoy'd
Hope that the wronged gods will vengeance take;
But gods oft spare the guiltiest men, and make
Poore wretches onely feele their vengefull hand.
When wood enough was fell'd waines they command
From every part; plowmen their seasons loose,
Whilst in this worke souldiers their teames dispose.
– Lucan (AD 39-65), translated by Thomas May (1626)