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mercystine’s last confessions of love and hate
harrow the ninth // j.c. leyendecker // “barricade” (stars) // harrow the ninth // j.c. leyendecker // “barricade” (stars)
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J.C. LEYENDECKER The Furnace Fire Mix Media on Canvas 30″ x 20″
hunks AT WORK
I suddenly need a parody of Girls on Film built around this lyric :|
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The Saint of Joy and the Saint of Patience
Based on the Leyendecker painting of course
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Guys i am OBSESSED with this illustration by Leyendecker omg
Where do i even start
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I am usually loathe to demystify Art but in this case context only makes it better: https://www.google.co.uk/amp/s/kihm2.wordpress.com/2016/10/18/now-i-understand-3/amp/
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everyone reblog this version instead and go read the article i’m begging you all
According to the artists who attended Vassar, it’s Just That Way.
The ANSWER
Bruce Townley, mentioned Chambers and I was inspired to search again, and by gosh there it was, “A State of Mind,” Chapter 14 in a book by Chambers called The Adventures of a Modest Man (1911). However, the answer wasn’t in Chapter 14. It was in Chapter 15, “Flotsam and Jetsam.”
Two men, Ellis and Jones, have made camp on a ridge after a day of fishing. Earlier in the day, they had been fishing upstream on property belonging to Vassar College, where young women were staging a tableaux from Richard Wagner’s Lohengrin, in full costume with a boat drawn by swans, on a lake dammed especially for such outdoor theatricals.
Back at the campsite, the men observe that a distant storm is swelling the streams on either side and their ridge becomes an island surrounded by torrents. Up at Vassar’s summer camp, the dam bursts, and…
“…Ellis caught sight of something in midstream bearing down on them in a smother of foam – an enormous lizard-like creature floundering throat-deep in the flood… the scaled claws churned the shallows; a spasm shook the head; the jaws gaped. ‘Help!’ said a very sweet and frightened voice.”
The creature is Fafnir the Dragon in papier–mâché, and inside is Miss Molly Sandys of Vassar. A moment later, the swan boat also appears in the torrent, carrying one Rhine-maiden (Professor Rawson), one of the two swans, and Lohengrin, actually a young woman named Helen clad in armor; they are brought to safety on dry land as well.
Ellis, who is actually James Lowell Ellis, a famous young artist, falls instantly in love with Molly in the dragon costume, reassures her that all will be well, and there you have the moment captured by the illustration.
@strawberry-crocodile TLDR Its from a book where an artist falls in love with a woman dressed up as dragon who was mockfighting her friend crossdressing as a knight, but then it gets waterlogged and she needs to be rescued.
The most unrealistic thing here is swans being willing to drag a boat around…
Why wouldn’t you fall in love with someone dressed up in a dragon costume
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so there I was, reading Harrow the Ninth for the umpteenth time, when I reached the planning of dios apate, minor and several descriptions caught my attention:
“The Saint of Patience was bent over a mirror above a wooden washstand, wearing a suit of antique make beneath his robe. You were grudgingly impressed by the sight of a historical artefact actually being worn: black trousers, black jacket, a plain white shirt with a high white collar, very starched. Augustine had combed his hair into a flat cap against his skull, faultless and shiny, with not a strand out of place. Within the collar sat a funny little black tie that was cut in a curve, and he was knotting it into a fat bow. ”
and
“Mercymorn wore a long slip of peach-coloured silk, and her white Canaanite robe was tucked over her forearms and had slipped entirely off her slender, aggrieved shoulders. She had scraped her hair into a merciless and shining coil at the back of her head, and she had no eyes for either of you.”
‘What does this remind me of?’ I wondered. Two very classy, aloof adults, dressed to the nines for a fancy dinner party…
and then it hit me:
Tamsyn Muir, ma’am, necroauthor prime, did you look at this Leyendecker painting and go, ‘Yes, perfect, exactly how two near-immortals who loathe each other would dress for a formal meal with their god, their third sibling immortal, and two infant immortals’?
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A selection of very heterosexual sock ads by J. C. Leyendecker
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Guys i am OBSESSED with this illustration by Leyendecker omg
Where do i even start
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J.C. Leyendecker (1874-1951), american illustrator.
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Leyendecker’s illustration of a man who doesn’t understand his scalie wife but loves her nonetheless
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Ok guys, we need to talk about J.C.Leyedecker, and how its a fucking travesty that no one has made a film about him yet.
So Leyendecker was an illustrator during the 1910′s-1940′s. His work was absolutely gorgeous and highly ubiquitous at the time, and his llustrations for the Arrow shirt company created one of the most iconic images of male beauty of the early 20th century. But this icon came with a delicously romantic twist.
So this image of The Arrow Man was both incredibly macho and well built, but also ethereally pretty and dapper. But the model who the drawing was based on cropped up in A LOT of Leyendeckers work. In many he was engaged in casual social scenes with other men, in others he was shaving in the bathroom or getting dressed, broad shouldered, skin glistening, dark blond hair perfectly in place, jaw sharp as a fucking shovel, but with a slightly rounded chin. In one ad for war bonds he even appeared as the statue of liberty. This same man appeared in hundrereds of drawings, each with the same sharp care and attention to detail which makes looking at him almost feel voyeristic.
So this mans image is EVERYWHERE during the early 20th century, and he is a fashion/lifestyle icon for men on par with the female gibson girl. He was the celebrated symbol of male strength, virility, and power.
And man who modeled for Leyendecker’s iconic univerally adored macho man? That would be his lover, Charles Beach.
so all this gorgeously homoerotic artwork defined the image of hyper macho masculinity during the interwar period. Leyendecker painted Beach onto the face of the world, that was his love letter. He basically immortalised the love of his life by making the whole world adore him as much as he did.
Leyendecker’s work would go on to influence the likes of F. Scott Fitzgerald and Norman Rockwell. After his death in 1951, when people figured out that the unmarried man he’d been drawing and living with for decades, right up until the time of his death, was actually his lover, Leyendecker’s name has sadly been pushed out of the history books in favour of more wholesome characters.
And that fucking sucks
I would like to request a full length movie, with all the jazz era glamour and steamy romance that this genius deserved. During a time when homosexual men where thought of as weak deviants, this man not only had the nerve to use his lover as the model for all his great works, but he made him into the STANDARD of what it was to be a man.
J.C. Leyendecker and Charles Beach deserve your rememberance.
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art books that need to happen: Leyendecker
(I am in love with the way J. C. Leyendecker does texture and light. And of course the hotness, but that goes without saying.)