Tuesday, August 22, 2017

Visual and moral range of the Nineteenth Century

Adolphe-Gustave Binet
Construction of the Eiffel Tower 
1888
drawing, watercolor
Morgan Library, New York

Jean-Baptiste-Camille Corot
Young women of Sparta
ca. 1868-70
oil on canvas
Brooklyn Museum

Gustave Courbet
The Wave
ca. 1870
oil on canvas
National Museum of Western Art, Tokyo

Thomas Wilmer Dewing
Hymen
ca. 1884-86
oil on panel
Cincinnati Art Museum

William Holman Hunt
A Porter to the Hogarth Club
1858
drawing
Birmingham Museum and Art Gallery

Max Klinger
Woman in diaphanous garment
ca. 1875-80
drawing
British Museum

Edwin Landseer
Portrait of Mr. Van Amburgh as he appeared with his animals at the London theatres
1846-47
 oil on canvas
Yale Center for British Art

"It was not worth while trying to impress a man of that sort.  If the world had been full of such men, life would have probably appeared to Jukes an unentertaining and unprofitable business.  He was not alone in his opinion.  The sea itself, as if sharing Mr. Jukes's good-natured forbearance, had never put itself out to startle the silent man, who seldom looked up, and wandered innocently over the waters with the only visible purpose of getting food, raiment, and house-room for three people ashore.  Dirty weather he had known, of course.  He had been made wet, uncomfortable, tired in the usual way, felt at the time and presently forgotten.  So that upon the whole he had been justified in reporting fine weather at home.  But he had never been given a glimpse of immeasurable strength and of immoderate wrath, the wrath that passes exhausted but never appeased – the wrath and fury of the passionate sea.  He knew it existed, as we know that crime and abominations exist; he had heard of it as a peaceable citizen in a town hears of battles, famines, and floods, and yet knows nothing of what these things mean – though, indeed, he may have been mixed up in a street row, have gone without his dinner once, or been soaked to the skin in a shower.  Captain MacWhirr had sailed over the surface of the oceans as some men go skimming over the years of existence to sink gently into a placid grave, ignorant of life to the last, without ever having been made to see all it may contain of perfidy, of violence, and of terror.  There are on sea and land such men thus fortunate – or thus disdained by destiny or by the sea." 

– from Typhoon by Joseph Conrad

Frederic Leighton
Study of a woman's head for the painting 'A noble lady of Venice'
ca. 1865
drawing
Art Gallery of South Australia, Adelaide

Albert Joseph Moore
Canaries
ca. 1875-80
oil on canvas
Birmingham Museum and Art Gallery

Edward Poynter
Study of two heads
1874
drawing
Los Angeles County Museum of Art

Christoffer Wilhelm Eckersberg
Three Spartan boys practising archery
1812
oil on canvas
Hirschsprung Collection, Copenhagen

Christoffer Wilhelm Eckersberg
Via Sacra, Rome
1814
oil on canvas
Ny Carlsberg Glyptotek, Copenhagen

Christoffer Wilhelm Eckersberg
Interior of the Church of San Lorenzo fuori le Mura, Rome
1815
oil on canvas
Hirschsprung Collection, Copenhagen

Christoffer Wilhelm Eckersberg
Colosseum, Rome
1815-16
oil on canvas
Hirschsprung Collection, Copenhagen

"The old man warned us in his gentle and inflexible way that it was part of our duty to save for the underwriters as much as we could of the ship's gear.  Accordingly we went to work aft, while she blazed forward to give us plenty of light.  We lugged out a lot of rubbish.  What didn't we save?  An old barometer fixed with an absurd quantity of screws nearly cost me my life: a sudden rush of smoke came upon me, and I just got away in time.  There were various stores, bolts of canvas, coils of rope; the poop looked like a marine bazaar, and the boats were lumbered to the gunwales.  One would have thought the old man wanted to take as much as he could of his first command with him.  He was very, very quiet, but off his balance evidently.  Would you believe it?  He wanted to take a length of old stream-cable and a kedge-anchor with him in the long boat.  We said, "Ay, ay, sir," deferentially, and on the quiet let the things slip overboard.  The heavy medicine-chest went that way, two bags of green coffee, tins of paint – fancy, paint! – a whole lot of things.  Then I was ordered with two hands into the boats to make a stowage and get them ready against the time it would be proper for us to leave the ship."    

– from Youth by Joseph Conrad