Thursday, January 29, 2026

Forces II

Leon Golub
Orator
1965
lithograph
Amon Carter Museum, Fort Worth, Texas

Josef Hegenbarth
Trapeze Artists
ca. 1944-45
oil on board
Galerie Neue Meister (Albertinum), Dresden

Ernst Ludwig Kirchner
Hungarian Dancer with Partner
ca. 1909-10
ink and oil crayon
Kupferstichkabinett, Staatliche Museen zu Berlin

Carl Jacob Malmberg
Untitled
ca. 1875
albumen print
Moderna Museet, Stockholm

Anonymous British Artist
Macfadden Physical Development, London
1895
lithograph (poster)
Graphische Sammlung Albertina, Vienna

Anonymous Austrian Artist
Electric Railway, Linz
ca. 1895-1905
lithograph (poster)
Graphische Sammlung Albertina, Vienna

Paul Burck
Licht und Kraft
Union Deutsche Verlagsgesellschaft

ca. 1900
lithograph (poster)
Kunstbibliothek, Staatliche Museen zu Berlin

Henri Meunier
Le Noyé
1898
lithograph
Graphische Sammlung Albertina, Vienna

Amédée Ozenfant
Celestial Bodies
cxa. 1927
tempera on paper
Von der Heydt Museum, Wuppertal

Élie Delaunay
Plague in Rome
1859
oil on canvas
Musée des Beaux-Arts de Brest

Honoré Daumier
The Phantom
1835
lithograph
Graphische Sammlung, ETH Zürich

Albrecht Dürer
The hero Freydal defeating Niklas von Firmian in a Joust
ca. 1512
woodcut
Graphische Sammlung Albertina, Vienna

Max Ernst
The Virgin chastising the Christ Child
before Three Witnesses:
André Breton, Paul Éluard and the Painter

1926
oil on canvas
Museum Ludwig, Cologne

Ancient Greek Culture
Hermes and Helios abducting a Woman
410 BC
marble votive relief
(excavated in Attica)
National Archaeological Museum, Athens

J. Ellsworth Gross
Bravo!
1906
halftone print (postcard)
Amon Carter Museum, Fort Worth, Texas

Wenceslaus Hollar
 Civilis Seditio
(emblem of civil discord)
1643
etching
Herzog Anton Ulrich Museum, Braunschweig

I will weave a snowdrop; I will weave a tender narcissus in with myrtles; I will weave the laughing lilies too, and I will weave sweet saffron. Onto these I will weave a purple hyacinth, and I will weave roses, friends to lovers, so that my garland, on the brow of Heliodora with her perfumed curls, may scatter flowers on her beautiful hair.

Heliodora's garland is wilting upon her brow, but she is glowing, a garland to her garland.

Garland, stay hanging for me here by these double doors and do not prematurely shake off your leaves; I drenched you with my tears (for lovers' eyes are stormy). But when the door opens, and you see him, shed my rain over his head, so that at least his blond hair may drink my tears.

I am not fond of wine, but if you want to make me drunk, taste the cup first and offer it, and I will accept. Once you touch it to your lips, it is no longer easy to abstain or to flee from that sweet wine steward, for the cup ferries the kiss from you to me and tells me what joy it had.

The raging flame is extinguished; I suffer no longer but am dying, chilled by the Paphian goddess. For this bitter Love, panting its all-consuming breath, has gone past my flesh and now creeps through my bones and vitals. So the altar fire, when it has lapped up all the sacrifice, cools down of its own accord for lack of fuel.

– from Book V (Amorous Epigrams) of the Greek Anthology, translated and edited by W.R. Paton (1916), revised by Michael A. Tueller (2014)