Wednesday, December 24, 2025

Built

Oscar Bluemner
House and Tree
1917
oil on board
Whitney Museum of American Art, New York


Ora Coltman
Provincetown
ca. 1920-30
oil on board
Akron Art Museum, Ohio

Virginia Bill
The News Building, New York
ca. 1930
color woodblock print
Memphis Brooks Museum of Art, Tennessee

Anonymous Photographer
Ayer & Son Building, Philadelphia
Architectural Relief of Office Workers in Ancient Dress

ca. 1930
gelatin silver print
National Museum of American History, Washington DC

Julia Bristow
Weston House
1937
watercolor on paper
Chrysler Museum of Art, Norfolk, Virginia

Frank Callcott
The Voorlezers' House
ca. 1950
screenprint
Frye Art Museum, Seattle

Paul-Vanier Beaulieu
Facade
1959
oil on canvas
Museum London, Ontario

Christo (Christo Javacheff)
Store Front
1964
painted wood, textile fabric, fluorescent lights
Hirshhorn Museum, Washington DC

Roger Brown
World's Tallest Disaster
1972
oil on canvas
Smithsonian American Art Museum, Washington DC

Robert Adams
New Housing - Longmont, Colorado
1973
gelatin silver print
Smithsonian American Art Museum, Washington DC

Ivan Chermayeff
Carnegie Mansion Embellishment
(Cooper Hewitt Museum building, New York)
1977
hand-colored offset-print
Cooper Hewitt, Smithsonian Design Museum

Jon Carsman
Red Glory
ca. 1978
screenprint
Akron Art Museum, Ohio

Roger Ballen
Karoo House, Trompsburg
1984
inkjet print
Hirshhorn Museum, Washington DC

Bernd and Hilla Becher
Framework Houses, Siegen District, Germany
1988
gelatin silver prints
Guggenheim Museum, New York

Oliver Boberg
Passage
1999
C-print
Guggenheim Museum, New York

Wayne Barrar
Interior Underground Office and Rail Access, Mount Isa
2005
pigment print
National Gallery of Australia, Canberra

James Casebere
Sing-Sing II
2003-2005
C-print
Phillips Collection, Washington DC

from The First Nemeæn Ode of Pindar

How early has young Chromius begun
The Race of Virtue, and how swiftly run,
        And born the noble Prize away,
Whilst other youths yet at the Barriere stay?
None but Alcides ere set earlier forth then He;
The God, his Fathers, Blood nought could restrain,
        'Twas ripe at first, and did disdain
The slow advance of dull Humanitie,
The big-limm'ed Babe in his huge Cradle lay,
Too weighty to be rockt by Nurses hands,
        Wrapt in purple swadling-bands.
When, Lo, by jealous Juno's fierce commands,
        Two dreadful Serpents come
Rowling and hissing loud into the roome.
To the bold Babe they trace their bidden way,
Forth from their flaming eyes dread Lightnings went,
Their gaping Mouths did forked Tongues like Thunderbolts present.

Some of th' amazed Women dropt down dead
        With fear, some wildely fled
About the room, some into corners crept,
        Where silently they shook and wept.
All naked from her bed the passionate Mother lept
        To save or perish with her Child,
She trembled, and she cry'ed, the mighty Infant smil'd.
        The mighty Infant seem'd well pleas'ed
            At his gay gilded foes,
And as their spotted necks up to the Cradle rose,
With his young warlike hands on both he seis'ed;
            In vain they rag'd, in vain they hist,
            In vain their armed Tails they twist,
        And angry Circles cast about,
Black Blood, and fiery Breath, and poys'onous Soul he squeezes out.

– Pindar (518-446 BC), translated by Abraham Cowley (1656)