Monday, October 6, 2025

František Drtikol

František Drtikol
Praha
1910
gelatin silver print
Los Angeles County Museum of Art


František Drtikol
Praha
1911
gelatin silver print
Princeton University Art Museum

František Drtikol
Reverie
1915
gelatin silver print
Los Angeles County Museum of Art

František Drtikol
Ervina
1920
gelatin silver print
Los Angeles County Museum of Art

František Drtikol
Nude & Ball
ca. 1920
gelatin silver print
Los Angeles County Museum of Art

František Drtikol
Seated Nude
ca. 1920
gelatin silver print
Los Angeles County Museum of Art

František Drtikol
Untitled
ca. 1927
gum bichromate print
Art Institute of Chicago

František Drtikol
Nude
ca. 1927-29
bromoil print
National Gallery of Victoria, Melbourne

František Drtikol
Composition:
Nude standing among Circular Constructions

ca. 1928
gelatin silver print
National Gallery of Australia, Canberra

František Drtikol
Untitled
ca. 1928
gelatin silver print
Los Angeles County Museum of Art

František Drtikol
Nude & Box
1928
gelatin silver print
Los Angeles County Museum of Art

František Drtikol
Nude
ca. 1930
gelatin silver print
Los Angeles County Museum of Art

František Drtikol
Untitled
ca. 1930
gelatin silver print
Moderna Museet, Stockholm

František Drtikol
Untitled
ca. 1930
gelatin silver print
Moderna Museet, Stockholm

František Drtikol
Untitled
ca. 1930
gelatin silver print
Moderna Museet, Stockholm

František Drtikol
Untitled (Nude & Patterned Curtain)
before 1961
gelatin silver print
Princeton University Art Museum

František Drtikol
Untitled (Nude & Roses)
before 1961
gelatin silver print
Princeton University Art Museum

from Pharsalia

Nor in the dying Embers of its Pile
Slept the great Soul upon the Banks of Nile,
Nor longer, by the Earthly Parts restrain'd,
Amidst its wretched Reliques was detain'd;
But active, and impatient of Delay,
Shot from the mould'ring Heap, and upward urg'd its way.
Far in those Azure Regions of the Air
Which border on the rowling starry Sphere,
Beyond our Orb, and nearer to that height,
Where Cinthia drives around her Silver Light;
Their happy Seats the Demy-Gods possess,
Refin'd by Virtue, and prepar'd for Bliss;
Of Life unblam'd, a pure and pious Race,
Worthy that lower Heav'n and Stars to grace,
Divine, and equal to the glorious Place.
There Pompey's Soul, adorn'd with heav'nly Light,
Soon shone among the rest, and as the rest was bright.
New to the blest Aboad, with Wonder fill'd,
The Stars and moving Planets he beheld;
Then looking down on the Sun's feeble Ray,
Survey'd our dusky, faint, imperfect Day,
And under what a Cloud of Night we lay.
But when he saw, how on the Shoar forlorn
His headless Trunk was cast for publick Scorn;
When he beheld, how envious Fortune, still,
Took Pains to use a senseless Carcass ill,
He smil'd at the vain Malice of his Foe,
And pity'd impotent Mankind below.
Then lightly passing o'er Æmathia's Plain,
His flying Navy scatter'd on the Main,
And cruel Caesar's Tents; he fix'd at last
His Residence in Brutus' sacred Breast:
There brooding o'er his Country's Wrongs he sate,
The State's Avenger, and the Tyrant's Fate;
There mournful Rome might still her Pompey find,
There, and in Cato's free unconquer'd Mind. 

– Lucan (AD 39-65), translated by Nicholas Rowe (1718)