LOST KEYS

Have you ever lost your keys? I have all these keys. I have no idea what they open or who they belonged to. There are Post Office mail box keys, security lock box keys at someone's bank, skeleton keys that open old doors, apartment keys, house keys, car keys, locker keys. If one of these is yours, let me know.

San Antonio Postcard Souvenir

This vintage souvenir postcard portfolio has no printed date. It clearly precedes the advent of the now famous River Walk along the San Antonio River. I lived in San Antonio for awhile and loved the place, so I treasure this glimpse back to an earlier time.

The front of the portfolio features the Alamo, and the package is designed for easy mailing.



The back side reveals a pull out flap that opens the picture package. It is illustrated as well.



When you open a postcard portfolio, the many images unfold accordion-like. This one includes 22 colorful images of San Antonio. (Printed on both sides) (click to enlarge images, if you like) Many of the old buildings and missions shown here still stand today.

SIDE ONE






SIDE TWO

Three Family Portraits

I found these photos at a flea market. It is somehow strange, the way family photos such as these somehow drift away from their place in family history. Rather than being passed on from one generation to the next, they wind up lost and nameless in the public arena. Maybe a family line came to an end, and there was no one left to pass the photos on to. It's a mystery.







Looking at the last photo close up (click to enlarge) one gets the impression the family perhaps had a saw mill. They are standing on rough cut lumber, and a portion of a log can be seen on the right.

Looking at the reverse side of the second photo, it appears to have been adhered to a portion of a hand-painted sign. Notice it advertises paintings for 9 cents. But, the frame costs over five times the cost of the painting!

The Actual Value of a Great Man

An illustration from a 40s era science book. (If you click twice to enlarge, you may be able to read the text)

Couples

A good day to look back at a few couples of by-gone times.

Two Pioneering Women of the American Stage

On the left, Mary Anderson (1859 -1940) and on the right, Helena Modjeska ( 1840-1909)

MARY ANDERSON was born in Sacramento, California. The family soon moved to Kentucky, and her father died a young confederate soldier in the American Civil War. Anderson became a notable actress of stage, although her career was only about fifteen years long. She was said to have been a friend of Tennyson, as well as Longfellow. In the play, "Farewell Pygmalion, Farewell", she played the role of Galatea, a stone statue who comes to life and then returns again to stone. At the age of 30, and after a grueling number of years on the theatrical circuit she collapsed on stage with severe nervous exhaustion, and subsequently retired. She died in a home she had built in the U.K in 1909.

HELENA MODJESKA was born in Poland in 1840, and was known as Poland's greatest actress of all time. In 1876, she immigrated to America to escape Russian censorship of her plays. She sailed across the Atlantic, and then on down the Eastern coast, crossed the Isthmus of Panama by rail, and then spent three weeks aboard a wooden paddlewheel steamer that brought her eventually to San Francisco. It did not take her long to be recognized as one of the greatest actresses of the Victorian era. She performed on the 19th century theatre circuit playing primarily Shakespearian and tragic roles. For nine months of every year she was traveling and performing. To travel in those days was primarily by train, steamship, and horse drawn carriages. Most venues she played were gas-lit. She later became a star on the New York stage, and also in London. After her death, Saddleback Mountain, in Orange County, California was re-named Modjeska Peak. Her home, in Santiago Canyon is still maintained as a National Historic Monument, and the portion of the canyon where it sits is now known as Modjeska Canyon.

While hand-written notation on the back of the photos shown here seems to indicate that Mary Anderson and Helena Modjeska performed together in a play called "There Were Giants", so far I have not been able to track that production, or where it was staged.

My Sis And I

Our family moved around a lot we when we were kids. Mostly, West Virginia, Texas, and Chicago. We went to a lot of different schools, since, even living in one city, we moved from one neighborhood to another. We were always close. She may try to tell you how I would always be trying to scare her. Jumping out from behind doors. Crawling on the floor into her room at night and making animal sounds. But, don't believe these tall tales. She's a great gal, and today is her birthday. Happy Birthday, Sue! Much love, big bro.

WHERE DID HE GO? and SHAKESPEARE WITH STRINGS

Two Short, and unrelated, tales here. " What Really Happened to Earle Larimore?", and "The Dawn of the Puppeteer". Both have to do with early 20th century theatre.

First: What Really Happened to Earle Larimore?

For a number of years, it was a bit of a mystery as to the downfall of Earle Larimore. It was a life cut short, that's for sure. We know he was born in Oregon in 1899. And that he was drawn to theatre and acting at an early age, and by the 1920s, and into the '30s, he was performing as an actor in a number Little Theatre productions in major cities. And he performed on the Broadway stage, as well. The photo below is a standard head shot, or publicity photo, of Mr. Larimore.



In the next photo, Larimore poses in costume for the noted photographer, Florence Vandamm. Her imprimiter can be seen in the lower right. He is in costume as Marco Polo, the starring role in O'Neill's Marco Millions ( not to be confused with 'Marco's Millions', a science fiction novel).





While Earle Larimore also appeared in several other O'Neill plays, for some reason he seemed to fade away into obscurity after 1935. He died at the early age of 48, in his New York apartment. While I haven't been able to find information on the cause of his death, there are some clues to his disappearance from theatre, and the public arena in general.

In those early years of the 20th century, homosexuality, or bisexuality in the world of theatre and cinema was, by and large, kept largely under wraps by the powers that be. Hollywood clearly made efforts to suppress rumors that Clark Gable was bisexual. Homosexuality, bisexuality, or lesbian labeling was the 'kiss of death' in the eyes of the general public of that time. However, in later years, when several biographies of Clark Gable hit the market, we find that he was in fact, bisexual. And we also learned he had affairs with a number of men. Out of fear that these 'lovers' might possibly out him to the public, Gable instead, outed them. to the press. Hollywood Production moguls managed to suppress Gable's complicity, but for these other men, their careers were essentially ended by the scandal. One of these was Earle Larimore.


Second tale: DAWN OF THE 'PUPPETEER'

While puppet and marionette performances have a centuries old cross-cultural history, the actual use of the word 'puppeteer' did not appear until 1915 when it was first mentioned in The Oxford English Dictionary. Surprisingly, it was Ellen Van Volkenburg who is commonly believed to have coined the word.

In 1912, Van Volkenburg, an actress and director, and her playwright husband, Maurice Brown founded the Little Theatre of Chicago. That theatre, while short-lived, along with the founding of Toy Theatre in Boston marked the earliest beginnings of the Little Theatre Movement in America. As I mentioned in an earlier post, the Little Theatre Movement was an effort to turn away from the commercial trends of Broadway and mainstream theatre as well as the commercial trends in the cinema of the era. Little Theatre provided venues for new and more experimental works.

Ellen Van Volkenburg used the Little Theatre of Chicago to launch a 'marionette revival', moving the art away from the Punch and Judy kinds of works, and taking marionettes into Shakespearean Theatre. Her marionette productions sometimes called for the use of as many as 30 figures, which she made herself. Upon premiering a marionette performance of A Midsummer Night's Dream, she used the term 'puppeteer' to describe the people behind stage who operated the figures, and provided their voices.

In the photo below, we see Ellen Van Volkenburg in the role of the title figure of a (non-marionette) play, The Mother of Gregory, written by her husband, Maurice Brown. The photo was taken when the play opened in 1924, at the Theatre of the Golden Bough at Carmel-by the-Sea, California.

Leo Tolstoy (1908)

A Postcard Reproduction announcing a new publication by Dial Press (1980):

PHOTOGRAPHS FOR THE TSAR: The Pioneering Color Photography of Sergei Mikhailovich Prokudin-Gorskii, Commissioned by Tsar Nicholas II. Edited with an introduction by Robert H. Allshouse

A Reminiscence by a Blogger

'Shrinky' is a blogger I like to follow because she hits home in so many ways so often. Her most recent post is reproduced below. But better yet, go to Shrink Wrapped Scream and read it, and some of her other wonderful writings.


SUNDAY, JANUARY 30, 2011

Rituals

He sits at the table, awkward and gangley, steaming mug of tea hidden beneath calloused fists. He tunes out as she fills up the silence. This she knows, but doesn't mind.


It is their dance.


Work boots shuffling, he focuses on the sugar bowl, whilst my mother examines his box of freshly harvested produce. It is still wrapped in the rich earth smell of the allotments from whence they were recently torn. As always, she tells him his vegetables are the sweetest by far. As always, he nods this as true.


His hands are too big for the room, so huge they are all I can see of him. Watching, I follow as they lift the mug to his lips. He takes a swallow of scalding brew, placing it silently back down again to the linoleum cloth-covered table.

Big John is a regular visitor to our door, as he is to everyone else around these tenement blocks. The frequency of his calls vary with the season, come the winter they are sparse.

But he always comes back.

As he will continue to do so for the whole of my life.


My mother makes her selection and agrees a price, digging some pennies out from her black, worn purse. John smiles and stands up, up, up. I stare up, up, too, craning my neck to meet with his eye. Connected, he winks, as I knew he would, and my belly performs a flip-flop of delight.


Our ritual now.


Bending, he enfolds his iron girder arms around me, raising me up level to his lined, gnarly face, scratching a rough, spiky kiss across my now tingling cheek. I shriek, as he tosses me high, higher, sailing, sweeping the ceiling, and (OH!) a split-second before descent,

(HUSH)

Time frozen...


Look..

I FLY!!

What Do People Look Like?

From Bernarr Macfadden's Eight Volume work, Encyclopedia of Health, published in the 1930s. In Volume Five, Macfadden discusses physical attributes of humans, stages of development, gender differences, and racial differences. Here are a few of his photo illustrations on the topic.

No, Her Name Wasn't Joyce

You see, if you can put a girl in your ad, you can sell a guy just about anything. Have you ever wandered back into a machine shop, or a mechanic's garage? There is almost always a pin-up on the wall. And they almost always are somehow associated with a tool. I saw one recently of a gal in bib overalls, sans shirt. She was about to break out of that denim bib. Beneath it was the cautionary statement: "Warning. Top Heavy. Careful in Handling." In Tarentino's film, 'Jackie Brown' there is a scene where Samuel L. Jackson is showing Robert De Niro videos of girls in bikinis firing automatic weapons. At auto expos, girls scantily clad, sell cars. I saw a pin-up recently, of a 'hot chick' wielding a Stihl chainsaw. Call me perverse, if you like, but that saw looked like a big hard dick to me.

Social Networking in the Early 1900s

In the early 1900s, small towns dotted the American landscape by the thousands. You did not have to move very far away from your home town to lose touch with those you left behind. But in 1903, Kodak made it much easier to stay in touch. That was the year they introduced the Kodak No. 3 Folding Pocket Camera, making it easy to have a camera handy and make 'snap shots'. This was right on the heels of a service they offered a year earlier enabling people to have any photo negative printed on a post card. Add to that the fact that in 1905, the U.S. Postal Service introduced the penny postcard. Suddenly, it was possible to stay in closer touch with family and friends for the mere cost of a penny. The 'real photo post card' was quite popular for several decades. Today you can find these in almost any antique shop, or at large flea markets. I have quite a collection of these. Here's a few.

These gals had their photo made as a cameo on a postcard, leaving lots of room to share news about what was going on in their lives.





You could also easily send a post card showing off the kids.



Sometimes a post card informed of a friend or family member's death. On the back of this one there is a brief note: "Caroline Steele, wreath at her funeral." There were many cards of the era showing the deceased in an open coffin. I will do another post soon on this subject.



This lovely lady had her postcard portrait color re-touched. A nice Valentine to send the boy friend, perhaps.




This gentleman has his photo card made at the Violet Studio in the Nashville Arcade in the early 1900s. The arcade was built in 1902. I am still looking for additional information about the Violet Studio, I presume it was one of the first establishments to have a business in the arcade. Many such places offered photo cards made on the spot, and had 'settings' within which one could strike a pose.



Postcard photo booths often came complete with an atmospheric set, and even costumes to wear.