Tuesday, May 31, 2011
A delicious double exposure: pure Amateur Snapshot Heaven. If you look at the horizontal version, you can see the large woman (man?) whose thick arm appears to rise up out of the bosom of the seated woman. Not to mention several Christmas trees and little white picket fences.
Posted by Terry Castle at 2:23 PM
Sunday, May 29, 2011
An attractive hand-colored pc from the seemingly inexhaustible paper-world of Orientalism. Where was that damned Orient exactly? As a visual field, it lives on in old postcards--in the illusory sphere, one might say, of Postcard Reality. Indeed, after Niagara Falls and the Grand Canyon, this 'Orient'--land of camels and bangles and kif--may in fact be the perfect postcard place.
Posted by Terry Castle at 10:36 AM
Friday, May 27, 2011
I often find the backs of so-called cabinet cards--formal studio portraits, from the late 19th century, mounted on heavy cardboard --more interesting than the people on the front. Stunning here: the wildly mixed type styles. The striped tights. But it all works.
Posted by Terry Castle at 1:16 PM
Thursday, May 26, 2011
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
A pretty spectacular advertising pamphlet from the early 1900s. The ad copy is, might one say, a bit on the fey side? How many men's suits would be marketed today as being 'fair'--fair, that is, in the 'fair sex' sense? Or indeed as 'charming' and 'beautiful'? It's all quite massively girly.
Posted by Terry Castle at 9:47 AM
Sunday, May 22, 2011
Friday, May 20, 2011
Going tomorrow--if I'm not swept up in the Rapture--to the latest installment of the Postcard and Vintage Paper show at the Hall of Flowers. And I'm definitely in the mood for tintypes.
This is one of the first tintypes I ever bought--and it remains one of the most extraordinary.
Posted by Terry Castle at 10:55 PM
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
Monday, May 16, 2011
Someone has obviously lavished some care here: that perfect rick-rack, for one thing. Likewise the floral blouse fabric: a silk by Raoul Dufy? For playthings, these two hardly ingratiate in the usual manner: 'cute' they are not. Yet they retain a sober, sentient dignity that is not unappealing.
Posted by Terry Castle at 10:10 PM
Saturday, May 14, 2011
Thursday, May 12, 2011
Wednesday, May 11, 2011
One of several mysterious newspaper clippings mounted on cardboard I found in a flea market in Barcelona last year. Viva Franco, Arriba Espana indeed. All of them have the sinister impress of the Censor on the back side, as one sees in the example below. The peculiar assortment of ink colors and lettering styles against the pinky-gray cardboard make the backs even more compelling--visually speaking--than the fronts.
Posted by Terry Castle at 9:23 AM
Friday, May 6, 2011
Thursday, May 5, 2011
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
Not exactly Photobooth shots, but you get the idea. The first makes me think of Colette when she was young --also Sarah Bernhardt in the Nadar pictures. The contact sheet that follows: meself when considerably younger --very badly lit.
Posted by Terry Castle at 1:04 PM
Tuesday, May 3, 2011
Alas, not keeping up with 'post every day' injunction, but I have pledged to reform. Related existential teaser: have I acquired enough postcards and photos that were I to cease collecting overnight, I would still have enough to post an image for every remaining day of my life? Imponderable.
Unlike the lovable and humane expression on this young woman's face. Photobooth images have become highly collectable lately: the classic 4-picture strip-- the People's Photo Format of the 1940s-60s-- now seems 'vintage,' an artifact from another era. Good hand-tinted examples are especially prized. Here are a few (detached images) I've picked up.
Black and white, I realize. But this fellow reminds me of one of my favorite colleagues.
Her name was Nell.
No name, but tons of pizazz. Check out the curl in front: like Belinda's in The Rape of the Lock.
Posted by Terry Castle at 11:38 AM