Altar # 6: Forgotten Treasures - from the "Voices and Visions" Fort Mason Printmakers portfolio by Xavier Viramontes

Altar # 6: Forgotten Treasures - from the Voices and Visions Fort Mason Printmakers portfolio by Xavier Viramontes

Altar # 6: Forgotten Treasures - from the "Voices and Visions" Fort Mason Printmakers portfolio

Xavier Viramontes

Title

Altar # 6: Forgotten Treasures - from the "Voices and Visions" Fort Mason Printmakers portfolio

 
Artist

Xavier Viramontes

  1943 - PRESENT (biography)
Year
1983  
Technique
color etching and aquatint 
Image Size
9 1/4 x 11 13/16" image size 
Signature
pencil, lower right 
Edition Size
III/XXV 
Annotations
pencil titled and editioned 
Reference
 
Paper
cream Arches Cover wove 
State
published 
Publisher
The Fort Mason Printmakers under the direction of Eleanor Rappe 
Inventory ID
23099 
Price
SOLD
Description

From the portfolio of 22 etchings by 22 artists, titled "Voice and Visions: A Book of Poems and Etchings." Printed by the Fort Mason Printmakers in San Francisco under the direction of Eleanor Rappe, each work was inspired by a poem of the artist's choice, corresponding to their assigned category: Part I, Of Love and Loss; Part II, Upon the Earth; Part III, Under the Heavens; Part IV, Journeys of the Mind; and Part V, Metamorphoses.

This print is from the fourth category: Journeys of the Mind. Its corresponding poem was "Up There" by W.H. Auden:

Men would never have come to need an attic. / Keen collections of glass or Roman coins build / Special cabinets for them, dote on, index / Each new specimen: only women cling to / Items out of their past they have no use for, / Can't name now what they couldn't bear to part with. / Up there, under the eaves, in bulging boxes, / Hats, veils, ribbons, galoshes, programs, letters / Wait unworshiped (a starving spider spins for / The occasional fly): no clock recalls it / Once an hour to the household it's a part of, / No saint's day is devoted to its function. / All it knows of a changing world it has to / Guess from children, who conjure in its penum, / Now an eyrie for two excited sisters, / Where, when mother is bad, her rage can't reach them, / Now a schooner on which a lonely only / Boy sails north or approaches coral islands.