Edward Steichen - Torso, 1902.
Pictorialist, advertising photog, fashion photog, all around cool guy.
Lovis Corinth, Salomé, 1900:
He might have a sword, but his loin cloth does little to hide his AHB.
Jean-Honore Fragonard, The Swing, 1767
It may be true that you cannot see an AHB in this painting, but essentially the whole point of this painting is her butt. Rocococococo!
I remember seeing this work (Venus of Rags) in person at the Tate Modern when I was studying in London in 2010, but it really didn’t strike me at the time. Pushed up against a bare, white wall and paired with other contemporary Arte Povera works, it just looked dated, old-fashioned.
When we looked at this installation image in my 20th century European art class, however, it struck me differently. Recontextualized in a grand space infused with historical and cultural memory, it takes on an entirely different meaning than when it’s shown in the conventional white cube (see Tate installation here). At the Tate, it felt like an image of itself, simply an ironic, unspeaking example of an outmoded art movement. Here, it’s powerfully affective.