This photograph shares its title with a popular Victorian poem by William Ernest Henley, written in 1875. As “invictus” translates from Latin to “unconquered,” the poem may have been a source of inspiration for the photograph. Out of the night that covers me, Black as the Pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever gods may be, For my unconquerable soul. In the fell clutch of circumstance I have not winced nor cried aloud. Under the bludgeonings of chance My head is bloody, but unbowed. Beyond this place of wrath and tears Looms but the Horror of the shade, And yet the menace of the years Finds, and shall find, me unafraid. It matters not how strait the gate, How charged with punishments the scroll. I am the master of my fate: I am the captain of my soul. -William Ernest Henley -Alex Trimm, Wilson Intern, 2011-2012

Nude woman sitting in the cleft of a tree trunk. Signed & dated in pencil on mount. Ink title and Brockhurst label affixed to the reverse

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