| Yang Yongliang View of Tide, 2008 Inkjet Print Below it are portions of Zhao Mengfu's Ten Thousand Li of Yangzi River from the Song Dynasty (1127-1279) on which it is based. |
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| Yang Yongliang View of Tide [Detail] |
| Yang Yongliang View of Tide, 2008 Inkjet Print Below it are portions of Zhao Mengfu's Ten Thousand Li of Yangzi River from the Song Dynasty (1127-1279) on which it is based. |
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| Yang Yongliang View of Tide [Detail] |
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| Dmitri Baltermants Tchaikovsky, 1945 (Red Army seizure of Berlin) Gelatin silver print |
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| Vo Anh Khanh A Cambodian guerrilla is carried to an improvised operating room ina mangrove swamp in this Viet Cong haven on the Ca Mau Peninsula, 1970 |
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| Messenger pigeon released from a British tank, France 1918 |
He'd loved Touch of Evil, when la Dietrich tells
The fortune of corpulent, vile Orson Welles:
"Your future's all used up." So funny and grim.
But now that the same could be spoken of him
It was sadness that gripped him, far more than the fear
That, in facing the truth, he had maybe a year.
When poetic phrases like "eyes, look your last"
Become true, all you want is to stay, to hold fast.
A new, fierce attachment to all of this world
Now pierced him, it stabbed like a deity-hurled
Lightning bolt lancing him, sent from above,
Left him giddy and tearful. It felt like young love.
He'd thought of himself as uniquely proficient
At seeing, but now that sense felt insufficient.
He wanted to grab, to possess, to devour
To eat with his eyes, how he needed that power.