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Friday, May 27, 2016

AT THE SEASHORE

Summer is almost here! Time to don your bathing costumes and head for the shore. Don't forget to wear your bloomers.

Unfortunately, I don't know the sources of most these photos, but I've tried to identify a few.



 Brighton Swimming Club, 1863

 circa 1910


No information on this, but I love the way the lady looks



 Coney Island, date unknown

 1890's
Probably European, not exactly flattering attire. I've noticed that the European men had more revealing swimsuits at an earlier time than the Americans did. Most American men didn't  go "topless" until the late 1920's....or early'30's.

 American beachcombers, 1910

Bathing Suit Contest Winners
okay, I'm going to be vicious and brutal -
if these are the winners, I'd hate to see the losers.

 

An impromptu Isadora Duncan imitation
on a California beach


A gay time at the seaside


Horseplay




Asbury Park, New Jersey




The title of this photo is Bathing Machine Grande, but it looks like portable changing booths at high tide to me. I doubt if it's American.


 Is that the Washington Monument looming in the background?
 Is it just my warped imagination, or does the guy with his hands on his hips (third from right) look like he's in drag?

 Just to remind you that summer is the best time of year.

NOTE:
The Blogger gremlins are messing with my fonts again. They keep mysteriously changing size without my permission.

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Saturday, May 21, 2016

WILLIAM GEDNEY AND HIS SHIRTLESS MEN



William Gedney, Self-Portrait

I recently did a blog post featuring American photographer William Gedney (1932-1989).

In the summer of 1964, Gedney traveled to the Blue Diamond Mining Camp in Leatherwood, Kentucky, where he spent two weeks with a local family named Cornett. This photographic sojourn inspired him to return to Leatherwood in 1972, where he again documented the family (and the now-grown children) in photographs.

I received this curious comment regarding my post:

I have some family from Appalachia, one of whom was a professional photographer in the 20s and 30s. I have trouble believing the older boys and men in these photos were just standing around with no shirts on at this time period. The photographer probably paid them to do that. Even the poorest white trash didn't go around shirtless. 

I'm not easily surprised, but I was admittedly taken aback by such an unusual opinion.

William Gedney was gay - - and there's no doubt that his Kentucky photographs often focused on the raw, unintentionally erotic aspect of the local men.

These photographs were  spontaneous and unrehearsed. It was mid-summer, in a very rural and unsophisticated area. It's  reasonable to believe that the boys and men would have been extremely casual and shirtless at times. And Gedney certainly took photographic advantage of the situation.

Anything is possible, of course, and I don't profess to know how Gedney's photographic inspirations were created. It does seem very highly unlikely to me, however, that he traipsed around rural Kentucky asking hillbilly men to take off their shirts for cash.

The majority of shirtless photos were taken in 1972, when modesty - even in rural areas - wasn't as prevalent as it was 40 or 50 years before.

In my previous Gedney post http://cabinetofcurioustreasures.blogspot.com/2016/04/william-gedney.html

 I deliberately used some of what I considered to be the most homoerotic Kentucky photos. I never suspected, however, that the subjects in the photos were anything other than innocently spontaneous.

Anyway, here are some more William Gedney photos for your consideration. 

 The Cornett family in 1964
Leatherwood, Kentucky
(they had twelve children)

 






1964






 1972

































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Sunday, May 15, 2016

THE GASHLYCRUMB TINIES

Edward Gorey (1925-2000)

I have been an Edward Gorey fanatic for an infinitely long time. The Gashlycrumb Tinies was the very first Gorey creation that I was ever subjected to, and - having an inherent disdain for children - I was immediately intrigued.

This is Gorey's macabre Victorian alphabet tribute to children, with no happy endings in sight.
(actually this book was originally first published in 1963).

You can read more about Edward Gorey and see a few of his illustrations on my other blog at this link:
http://lonewolfconcerto.blogspot.com/2016/05/real-gorey.html 

The Gashlycrumb Tinies