Sunday, April 29, 2012

Queer Theorist

Something at once twee and delightful here, no?  Maybe the waffle-pattern ear?

Wish Aretha would issue the copy-edited version one of these days: Who's Zoomin' Whom....

Thursday, April 26, 2012

British Needles

A rough cardstock folder, front and back, full of needles, once shiny, now degraded.   World War I, one guesses.

Wednesday, April 25, 2012

The Beautiful Man

One of a number of anonymous photos I picked up the other day--and yes, he is beautiful.  (I think.)  One imagines an interracial element--something in his appearance evokes those now-quaint-sounding taxonomic terms of the later nineteenth century: quadroon, octoroon, terceron, mustee, and the like.  See Dion Boucicault's plays, or Uncle Tom's Cabin.

Sunday, April 22, 2012


Ah, several rapt hours yesterday at the SF Vintage Paper show: the place was mobbed; a lot of heavy duty collecting going on. The potato-faced man one of one's more comic finds of the day--but some strange quarks of beauty were also to be had, and will no doubt appear here henceforth.

Thursday, April 19, 2012

One Was Blind

One of my favorite cyanotypes in my whole collection: the usual questions --who? when? where? why?-- so indelible, so permanently unanswerable.

Wednesday, April 11, 2012

Feigning Sleep

---for reasons unknown. One tousle-headed boy (girl?) in front is peeking, babyishly, at the camera. But the girl behind him, alone and to the left, might as well be a grande dame of stage and screen. A regal, jaunty, half-leaning pose--one knee bent, one hand on hip. Even with eyes shut, she's confident and serene, full of method: the aristocrat of the group, ready to do Rosalind or Portia or even Lady Macbeth. (Click image to see her better.)

Saturday, April 7, 2012

Tuesday, April 3, 2012