Tuesday, August 4, 2026

Young

Odoardo Fialetti
Young Students drawing from Casts
1608
etching (plate from published drawing manual)
Graphische Sammlung, ETH Zürich


Rosalba Carriera
Portrait of a Boy
ca. 1726-27
pastel on paper
Gallerie dell'Accademia, Venice

Thomas Gainsborough
Portrait of John Heathcote
ca. 1771-72
oil on canvas
National Gallery of Art, Washington DC

Julia Margaret Cameron
My grandchild Archie Cameron aged Two years Three months
1865
albumen print
San Francisco Museum of Modern Art

James Faed
The Artist's Son
1870
oil on panel
Scottish National Portrait Gallery, Edinburgh

Mary Cassatt
Portrait of Eddy Cassatt
1875
oil on canvas
National Gallery of Art, Washington DC

Frederick Warren Freer
Lady Bug
1887
etching and drypoint
National Gallery of Art, Washington DC

Frank Duveneck
Portrait of a Boy
1888
oil on canvas
Cincinnati Art Museum, Ohio

Niccolò Cannicci
Feeding the Ducks
1890
oil on canvas
Museo Civico Giovanni Fattori, Livorno

Wilhelm von Gloeden
Sicilian Child
1899
albumen silver print from glass negative
Metropolitan Museum of Art, New York

William Merritt Chase
Girl in a Middy Blouse
1902
oil on canvas (sketch)
Milwaukee Art Museum, Wisconsin

Daniel Garber
Tanis Garber
1914
oil on canvas
National Gallery of Art, Washington DC

Giorgio di Chirico
Portrait of giovinetto Aldo Castelfranco
1920
drawing
Museum of Modern Art, New York

Eliot Elisofon
Olneyville Boys Club, R.I.
1940
gelatin silver print
Metropolitan Museum of Art, New York

Federico Castellan
Roman Urchins
ca. 1954
lithograph
Loeb Art Center, Vassar College, Poughkeepsie, New York

Mario Giacomelli
Senigallia, Italy
1959
gelatin silver print
Art Institute of Chicago

Dan Friedman
The Jacobs Collection
1990
offset-lithograph (book cover)
San Francisco Museum of Modern Art

from In Time of War (Commentary)

This is the epoch of the Third Great Disappointment:
The First was the collapse of that slave-owning empire
Whose yawning magistrate asked, 'What is truth?'

Upon its ruins rose the Universal Churches:
Men camped like tourists under their tremendous shadows,
United by a common sense of human failure,

Their certain knowledge only of the timeless fields
Where the Unchanging Happiness received the faithful,
And the Eternal Nightmare waited to devour the wicked.

In which a host of workers, famous and obscure,
Meaning to do no more than use their eyes,
Not knowing what they did, then sapped belief;

Put in its place a neutral dying star,
Where Justice could not visit. Self was the only city,
The cell where each must find his comfort and his pain,

The body nothing but a useful favorite machine
To go upon errands of love and to run the house,
While the mind in its study spoke with its private God. 

– W.H. Auden (1938)