'For soldiers. On horses. In armour.'

Hyde Park Barracks
Sir Basil Spence, 1970

http://www.architecture.com

Lost work

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Aithiopis
Alcmeonis
Alexander III Commemorative (Fabergé egg)
Alexander III Portraits (Fabergé egg)
Amber Room
André de France
Antiocheis (Joseph of Exeter)
Antiochus of Syracuse

Book of Jasher (Biblical references)
Bottle Rack

Cardenio
Cassianus Bassus
Cassius Dionysius
Catalogue of Women
Cherub with Chariot (Fabergé egg)
Classic of Music
Criton of Pieria
Cupid (Michelangelo)
Cyclic poets
Cypria

Decimus Silanus
Diophanes of Nicaea

Efebos
Eidophusikon
Empire Nephrite (Fabergé egg)
Epic Cycle
Epicrates of Ambracia
Epigoni (epic)

Fountain (Duchamp)

Goddess of Democracy
List of Gospels
Gui d'Excideuil

A Harlot's Progress
Hen with Sapphire Pendant (Fabergé egg)
Hermagoras of Amphipolis
Hexapla
Hot Anger Soon Cold

Ibn Ishaq
Iliou persis
Inventio Fortunata
The Isle of Dogs (play)
Isle of the Cross

Little Iliad
Love's Labour's Won

Man at the Crossroads
Margites
Marsyas of Pella
Marsyas of Philippi
Mauve (Fabergé egg)
Medusa (Leonardo da Vinci)
Meher Baba's missing book
Minyas (poem)
Mithaecus

Naupactia
Necessaire (Fabergé egg)
Nicholas and the Higs
Nicophon
Non-canonical books referenced in the Bible
Nostoi

Oedipodea
Ōmi Code
On Sphere-Making

Partially Buried Woodshed
Pilgrim on the Hill
The Poor Man and the Lady
Poseidippus of Cassandreia
The Progeny
Prometheus the Fire-Bringer

Royal Danish (Fabergé egg)

Sibylline Books
The Stepmother's Tragedy
Successions of Philosophers

Telegony
Thebaid (Greek poem)
Theban Cycle
Tilted Arc
A Time for George Stavros
Titanomachy (epic poem)

Ur-Hamlet

Vindonius Anatolius

Yongle Encyclopedia

Concrete Cabin

Peter Doig - Concrete Cabin (1994)

Art Blog: http://mocoloco.com/
Art Gallery: http://www.saatchi-gallery.co.uk/

Wajeha Al-Huwaider Goes for a Drive

Wajeha Al-Huwaider driving around a Saudi compound discussing the ban on women driving. Watch for her turning onto a public highway. There's something about the background I like. Never been to Saudi Arabia.

Russia

Isaak Levitan, After the Rain, Plyos, 1889



Kazimir Malevich, Black Square, c.1923

http://www.royalacademy.org.uk/exhibitions/from-russia/

In the Gallery

Georges Seurat - The Circus (1891)

Up in the Gallery - Franz Kafka (1919)

If some frail tubercular lady circus rider were to be driven in circles around and around the arena for months and months without interruption in front of a tireless public on a swaying horse by a merciless whip-wielding master of ceremonies, spinning on the horse, throwing kisses and swaying at the waist, and if this performance, amid the incessant roar of the orchestra and the ventilators, were to continue into the ever-expanding, gray future, accompanied by applause, which died down and then swelled up again, from hands which were really steam hammers, perhaps then a young visitor to the gallery might rush down the long stair case through all the levels, burst into the ring, and cry “Stop!” through the fanfares of the constantly adjusting orchestra.

But since things are not like that—since a beautiful woman, in white and red, flies in through curtains which proud men in livery open in front of her, since the director, devotedly seeking her eyes, breathes in her direction, behaving like an animal, and, as a precaution, lifts her up on the dapple-gray horse, as if she were his grand daughter, the one he loved more than anything else, as she starts a dangerous journey, but he cannot decide to give the signal with his whip and finally, controlling himself, gives it a crack, runs right beside the horse with his mouth open, follows the rider’s leaps with a sharp gaze, hardly capable of comprehending her skill, tries to warn her by calling out in English, furiously castigating the grooms holding hoops, telling them to pay the most scrupulous attention, and begs the orchestra, with upraised arms, to be quiet before the great jump, finally lifts the small woman down from the trembling horse, kisses her on both cheeks, considers no public tribute adequate, while she herself, leaning on him, high on the tips of her toes, with dust swirling around her, arms outstretched and head thrown back, wants to share her luck with the entire circus—since this is how things are, the visitor to the gallery puts his face on the railing and, sinking into the final march as if into a difficult dream, weeps, without realizing it.

Translation: Ian Johnston (http://www.mala.bc.ca/~johnstoi/index.htm)

http://www.shootingstarscircus.co.uk/

Georges Seurat - Circus Sideshow (1887-8)