Martin Johnson Heade - Works

Works

  • Portrait of a Man, 1840

  • Rocks in New England, 1855

  • Mary Rebecca Clark, 1857

  • Rhode Island Landscape, 1859

  • A Vase of Corn Lilies and Heliotrope, 1863

  • Hunters Resting, 1863

  • Sunrise in Nicaragua, 1869

  • Passion Flowers with Hummingbirds, 1870-1883

  • Orchid with Two Hummingbirds, 1871, Reynolda House Museum of American Art

  • Orchids and Hummingbirds, 1875-1890

  • Orchid and Hummingbird, 1880

  • Orchid and Hummingbird near a Mountain Waterfall, 1902

  • Florida River Scene: Early Evening, After Sunset, c. 1887-1900

  • On the San Sebastian River, Florida, 1883-1890

  • Sudden Showers, Newbury Marshes, c. 1865-1875

  • The Marshes at Rhode Island, 1866

  • Jersey Marshes, 1874

  • Sunset Over the Marshes, 1890-1904

  • Magnolia Grandiflora, 1885-1895

  • Orchids and Spray Orchids with Hummingbird, about 1875–90

  • Blue Morpho Butterfly, date unknown

  • Seascape: Sunset, date unknown

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