Monday, September 30, 2013
Wells and Daly's marriage was brief; disenchantment set in quickly, as each discovered the other not quite as wealthy as imagined. She divorced him after a few months, claiming he had beaten her, and promptly married her 5th husband: Richard Franklin Ford, a rich Standard Oil executive, described as "no spring chicken" in the American Weekly. Lele apparently wore 'gray organza and a shocking pink feathered hat' to her nuptials. See Michael Gross's highly entertaining book, 740 Park: The Story of the World's Richest Apartment Building--for more on Roe and Lele. Yes, in their brief season of wedded bliss, the devilish pair lived in that fabled Manhattan building--home to Bouviers and Rockefellers and assorted other footpads.
Posted by Terry Castle at 12:05 PM
Thursday, September 26, 2013
Actually the bonus jackpot here is found on the photo back--a pasted-on clip of the article for which this was the illustration. Teaching Lolita this week and I can't help but think that Nabokov must have invented the homicidal name of the Florida lady doll-doctor: Carmen Smotherman. (I'm sure she was a lovely person but she does have a slightly criminal look to her.) Charlotte Haze reincarnated, perhaps, and plotting how to take her long-postponed revenge on Humbert Humbert?
Posted by Terry Castle at 10:39 PM
Wednesday, September 25, 2013
Marvelous piece in the new New Yorker about 80-something Edith Windsor, the successful plaintiff in the recent Supreme Court case that resulted in the reversal of the Defense of Marriage Act. Gay marriage. Unique. Unusual. Here to stay.
Posted by Terry Castle at 9:25 PM
Friday, September 20, 2013
But what's really odd: the drawing style here. That two-pronged grey thing the man has over his arm is obviously a coat, but the more you look at it, the more it comes to resemble two big pieces of pipe or rubber tubing--or indeed a huge dissected blood vessel or a magnet or an oversize grey salami from the Twilight Zone. The man's left shoulder is equally peculiar: volumetric, suggestive of Dickon Crookback malformation. Strange little boot-shoe. I could go on.
Posted by Terry Castle at 11:27 AM
Tuesday, September 10, 2013
Saturday, September 7, 2013
Cool ad for a toy, 1907. He is standing on a larger version of the item suspended on the string. Not a slingshot, I think, but some sort of proto-yoyo?
PS from 9/26/13: A delightful message from postcard fan informs me (I should have looked this up) that "a diabolo is not a proto-yoyo but a discrete toy (which enjoys enduring popularity with backpackers of the long-beard-and-colourful-pants ilk)." http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Diabolo
Thank you, Charlotte!
Posted by Terry Castle at 11:41 AM