Sunday, April 29, 2012
Thursday, April 26, 2012
Wednesday, April 25, 2012
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.
Posted by Terry Castle at 4:05 PM
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.
Posted by Terry Castle at 11:17 PM
Thursday, April 19, 2012
Wednesday, April 11, 2012
---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.)
Posted by Terry Castle at 11:57 PM