|from the museum collection|
- Washington, United States
- loves: you win if you guessed "pets" and "museums". Also books, art history, travel, British punk, Korean kimchi, bindis, martinis, and other things TBD. I will always make it very clear if a post is sponsored in any way. Drop me a line at thepetmuseum AT gmail.com !
Wednesday, January 09, 2019
Tuesday, January 08, 2019
|Gift of Marilynn B. Alsdorf, www.artic.edu|
This piece has seen some changes in its time, most readily apparent in its ears. See the holes? It had earrings once. If you'd like to do some art-historical-type digging into the life of this piece, find this:
-- Ian Wardropper et al, "Renaissance Jewelry in the Alsdorf Collection," The Art Institute of Chicago Museum Studies 25, 2 (2000), p. 69 and 96, no. 32. I have a link here, all text.
Monday, January 07, 2019
|Purchase, Judith F. and William H. Hernstadt Gift, 1985|
Thursday, January 03, 2019
|flickr, no known copyright|
If you're curious, here's how this looks on the book page. You may notice that this is one of those books of "improving" poetry of which the 19th century was so fond, which I think rolls over into the slightly grim feel of the illustrations: a sly kitty, heavy funereal-looking wreaths.
Wednesday, January 02, 2019
In which the English cleric and wit Sydney Smith finds himself at Sir Edwin Landseer's studio chasing down a dog in the oddest way...* * *
Sydney Smith was once visiting the Landseer studio, and his eye chanced to light on the picture of a very peculiar-looking dog.
“Yes, it's a queer picture of a queer dog. The drawing is bad enough, and never pleased me!” And Landseer picked up the picture and gave it a toss out of the window. “You may have it if you care to go get it,” he carelessly remarked to the visitor. Smith made haste to run downstairs and out of the house to secure his prize. He found it lodged in the branches of a tree.
In telling the tale years afterward, Smith remarked that, whereas many men had climbed trees to evade dogs, yet he alone of all men had once climbed a tree to secure one.
Monday, December 31, 2018
|found on pinterest, believed PD|
Happy New Year, Museum readers! It's been a year of change and fortune here, with more to come in 2019, and I look forward to it all. I hope you too are looking forward to your 2019.
With love to all creatures in your house,
Your friendly curator
Friday, December 28, 2018
From Walter Savage Landor (1775-1864):
"Men call you dog; now tell me why,"
A little girl said; in reply
Diogenes said, smiling at her,
"My child! how wickedly men flatter!"
After this tart little left-handed compliment on dogs, you will not be surprised to learn that the Encyclopedia Britannica's entry on Landor practically leads with "Educated at Rugby School and at Trinity College, Oxford, Landor spent a lifetime quarreling with his father, neighbours, wife, and any authorities at hand who offended him."
--Poem from Leonard, R. M. Poems On Animals. London: Humphrey Milford, 1915, p. 87.