The Dead Go Quickly
Adolf Hering, Death and the Maiden (Der Tod und das Mädchen)
the Three Dead (with a peacock and a cat)
Psalter and Hours of Bonne de Luxembourg, Jean Le Noir(?), Paris before 1349.
NY, Metropolitan Museum of Art, The Cloisters 69.86, fol. 322r
I love dispatch I strike at once
The wit, the wise, the fool, the dunce;
The steel-clad soldier, stout and bold,
The miser with his treasur’d gold;
The studious sage, and matron grave,
The haughty noble, and the slave,
I strip, with unrelenting paw,
The ermine from the man of law:
Disrobe the prelate of his his lawn;
And dim with clouds the op’ning dawn…
Death and Soap Bubbles, stucco relief, 18th century. Holy Sepulcher Chapel, Michelsberg Cloister, Bamberg
Homo bulla (”man is a bubble”), the metaphor of man as a beautiful but exquisitely fragile and transient bubble, dates back to the ancients.
The Lost Paradise
An Old Song
In the Park
The sudden scarcity of jobs in the early 1930s forced a huge number of men to hit the road. Certainly some coins were carved to fill the idle hours. More importantly, a ‘knight of the road,’ with no regular source of income, could take one of these plentiful coins and turn it into a folk art piece, which could in turn be sold or traded for small favors such as a meal or shelter for a night.
Cadaver gravestone, cemetery of St. Peter’s Church, Drogheda, Co Louth, Ireland
EIn St Michael’s chapel, off the north transept of Westminster Abbey, is a remarkable monument commemorating Lady Elizabeth Nightingale. She was born in 1704, the eldest of three daughters of Washington Shirley, Earl Ferrers and Viscount Tamworth (d.1729) and his wife Mary. Her sisters were Selina, Countess of Huntingdon (d.1791 aged 83) and Mary, Viscountess Kilmorey who died in1784. On 24 June 1725 Elizabeth married Joseph Gascoigne (1695-1752), son of the Revd. Joseph Gascoigne, Vicar of Enfield in Middlesex. He assumed the surname of Nightingale on becoming heir to his kinsman Sir Robert Nightingale. Of their three sons, Washington, Joseph and Robert, only the first survived his father but then only by two years. She died on 17 August 1731 following a miscarriage caused by the shock of a violent flash of lightning.
Elizabeth and Joseph are buried in a vault in the north ambulatory nearby. The monument is by the sculptor Louis Francois Roubiliac. It depicts a skeleton of Death emerging from his prison to aim his deadly dart at the dying figure of Elizabeth above. She is held up by her husband who, in horror, tries to ward off the stroke of death. The idea for this image may have come from a dream that Elizabeth’s brother in law (the Earl of Huntingdon) had experienced when a skeleton had appeared at the foot of his bed, which then crept up under the bedclothes between husband and wife. The figure of Death has lost its lower jaw and the spear is a later wooden replacement. John Wesley called the monument one of the finest in the Abbey, saying ‘the marble seems to speak’. The famous American writer, Washington Irving, declared it ‘among the most renowned achievements of modern art’. It is said that one night a robber broke into the Church but was so horrified at seeing the figure of Death in the moonlight that he dropped his crowbar and fled in terror. The crowbar was displayed for many years beside the monument but it no longer remains.
Edvard Munch, 1893
- Death at the helm -
I have not seen this painting before