Thursday, December 18, 2025

Raking Light (from the Right)

P.C. Skovgaard
View from Garden Terrace
ca. 1860
oil on canvas
Nivaagaards Malerisamling, Denmark

Jan de Meyere
Beggar, Holland
ca. 1930
gelatin silver print
Moderna Museet, Stockholm

Rolf Winquist
Untitled
ca. 1960
gelatin silver print
Moderna Museet, Stockholm

Master of Flémalle
Portrait of a Man
ca. 1430
tempera on panel
Gemäldegalerie,
Staatliche Museen zu Berlin

Hendrick de Vries
Portrait of artist Wobbe Alkema
1930
drawing
Groninger Museum, Netherlands

Jean Valette-Falgores Penot
Virgin and Child with young St John the Baptist
(trompe-l'oeil imitating stone relief panel)
ca. 1750
oil on canvas
Musée Ingres Bourdelle, Montauban

Pietro Paolini (il Lucchese)
The Procuress
ca. 1670
oil on canvas
Musée de l'Oise

Isaak Brodsky
V.I. Lenin in Smolny
ca. 1925
oil on canvas
State Tretyakov Gallery, Moscow

Jan Cossiers
Adoration of the Shepherds
ca. 1640
oil on canvas
Museumslandschaft Hessen Kassel

Orazio Gentileschi
David with the Head of Goliath
ca. 1610
oil on copper
Gemäldegalerie, Staatliche Museen zu Berlin

John Hertzberg
Self Portrait
ca. 1930
gelatin silver print
Moderna Museet, Stockholm

Brassaï
Chez Suzy
1932
gelatin silver print
Museum Folkwang, Essen

John Börjeson
Ball Player
1871
marble statue (carved in Rome)
Göteborgs Konstmuseum, Sweden

Eva Rubinstein
Torso (front)
1972
gelatin silver print
Moderna Museet, Stockholm

Monogrammist PP
David with the Head of Goliath
ca. 1500
engraving
Graphische Sammlung Albertina, Vienna

Eteocles:  O Zeus, and Earth, and you gods of the city, O mighty Curse and Fury of my father, do not let my city be captured by its foes, do not extirpate it from Greece, root and branch, in utter destruction!  Never bind this free land and this free city of Cadmus with the yokestrap of slavery!  Be its defence!  I believe I am speaking in our common interest; for when a city enjoys success, it honours its gods. 

[Exit Eteocles towards the walls. The Chorus of Theban maidens enter, from the town in terror and confusion.]

Chorus:  

Ah, ah, I cry for great, fearful sufferings!  
The army has been let loose, it has left its camp!
This great host of horse is pouring forward at the gallop!
The dust I see in the air shows me it is so,
a voiceless messenger, but true and certain!
The soil of my land, 
struck by hooves, sends the noise right to my ear!
It's flying, it's roaring like an irresistible 
mountain torrent!
Oh, oh, you gods and you goddesses, keep off
this surge of evil!

The noise of a war-cry comes over the walls:
the army with the white shields rise
plain to see, coming swift-footed against the city!
Who, who of the gods or goddesses
will protect us, who will ward them off?
Should I, then, fall down before
the ancestral images of our gods?
O blest ones, in your fair abode!
Now is the moment to clasp the images: why do we wait
and moan to no purpose?
Do you hear, or do you not, the clatter of shields?
When, when, if not now, shall we be able to adorn
the gods with robes and garlands as prayer-offerings?
I see the noise – it is the clatter of many spears!
What do you mean to do, Ares, ancient god 
of this land? betray your own country?
God of the golden helmet, watch over, watch over the city
which you once held worthy of your love!

[They approach the shrine, prostrate themselves, and embrace the images.]

– Aeschylus, from Seven Against Thebes (467 BC), translated by Alan H. Sommerstein (2008)