Richard Estes (American, 1932), Untitled, 1998. Oil on board, 9 7⁄8 x 7 7⁄8 in.
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Bus with Reflection of the Flat Iron Building
Richard Estes, 1967
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Richard Estes
Subway
1969
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Richard Estes - Manhattan, from the Urban Landscapes III portfolio (1981)
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Richard Estes - Diner, 1971
Oil on canvas
Hirshhorn Museum and Sculpture Garden, Smithsonian Institution
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Storefront Reflections Miami, Richard Estes, 1969
Oil on canvas
35 ¼ x 43 ¾ in. (89.5 x 111.2 cm)
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Richard Estes (b. 1932). Urban Landscapes No.3, 1981. - source Heritage Auctions.
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Richard Estes (b.1932) - Grossinger’s
Oil on canvas. Painted c.1970.
40 x 30.1 inches, 101.6 x 76.5 cm. Estimate: US$150,000-200,000.
To be sold Christie’s, New York, 12 May 2023.
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Crosstown Bus (2018). Richard Estes.
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Richard Estes (American, 1932), Ice Cream Parlour, 2023. Oil on board, 30 x 24 in.
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The photorealism painting of Richard Estes
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Richard Estes
Ten Doors, from Urban Landscapes
1972
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Artwork: 𝘛𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘱𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘉𝘰𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘴, 1967 by Richard Estes
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𝗖𝗟𝗔𝗦𝗦𝗜𝗙𝗜𝗘𝗗𝗦
WHOEVER'S found out what location
compassion (heart's imagination)
can be contacted at these days,
is herewith urged to name the place;
and sing about it in full voice,
and dance like crazy and rejoice
beneath the frail birch that appears
to be upon the verge of tears.
I TEACH silence
in all languages
through intensive examination of:
the starry sky,
the Sinanthropus' jaws,
a grasshopper's hop,
an infant's fingernails,
plankton,
a snowflake.
I RESTORE lost love.
Act now! Special offer!
You lie on last year's grass
bathed in sunlight to the chin
while winds of summers past
caress your hair and seem
to lead you in a dance.
For further details, write: "Dream."
WANTED: Someone to mourn
the elderly who die
alone in old folks' homes.
Applicants, don't send forms
or birth certificates.
All papers will be torn,
no receipts will be issued
at this or later dates.
FOR PROMISES made by my spouse,
who's tricked so many with his sweet
colors and fragrances and sounds -
dogs barking, guitars in the streets -
into believing that they still
might conquer loneliness and fright,
I cannot be responsible.
Mr. Day's widow, Mrs. Night.
~ Wislawa Szymborska
(𝘗𝘰𝘦𝘮𝘴 𝘕𝘦𝘸 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘊𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘥 1957-1997,
trans. by S. Baranczak and C. Cavanagh)
[Echoes of Panhala]
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Richard Estes, Café Express, oil/canvas, 1975, Art Institute of Chicago
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