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Category: history

From color to black & white

The pho­to­graphic record is a dis­tinctly mod­ern arti­fact. Before the portable cam­era, visual record emanated from the imag­i­na­tion, trans­lated by an artist’s hand. The pho­to­graph cap­tured visual images in a decep­tively accu­rate ren­der­ing, with detail that could be placed like a scrim over our eyes and keep images unmarred. Smart observers point to the inaccuracies […]

I am a man”

Step out from behind your counter and walk to the door to take in the brisk after­noon air of this gloomy Spring day. You always look down Beale toward the river, where the sky is lighter. It’s been a slow morn­ing, been a slow day, been a slow month, the city on edge since the […]

Deep in my heart, I do believe

Chief Mas­sas­oit sold the town to Miles Stan­dish in 1649 for some coats, hatch­ets and knives. The land was low and swampy in the east, ris­ing to rolling pas­tures and fer­tile ground in the west. The busi­ness of mak­ing a life played out over the gen­er­a­tions. Fam­i­lies set­tled, young men went off to war, fortunes […]

The eloquence of the mute witnesses

Plate 36 A Har­vest of Death. Get­tys­burg, Penn­syl­va­nia. July 1863 Pho­tographed by Tim­o­thy H. O’Sullivan Slowly, over the misty fields of Gettysburg—as all reluc­tant to expose their ghastly hor­rors to the light—came the sun­less morn, after the retreat by Lee’s bro­ken army. Through the shad­owy vapors, it was, indeed, a “har­vest of death” that was […]

When there was a bar under every corner

For thir­teen years, an entire nation intro­duced a law that made the sale of liquor ille­gal, but did not out­law the con­sump­tionof liquor. This incon­sis­tency cre­ated an entire cul­ture of play, where an entire gen­er­a­tion con­nived to find ways to get a hold of booze, get drunk and have fun. This game funded the explosion […]

A thread across 1200 generations

Come back with me through the gen­er­a­tions, but don’t leave your­self behind. Shed the trap­pings of our age, the dis­trac­tions, the objects, the munif­i­cence. Keep me in mind, your friends, the acquain­tances you take lunch with, the peo­ple who you stand in line at the gro­cery store with. Keep us all in mind. Let your […]

…like honey from the bee”

The heav­enly blisses Of his kisses Fill me with ecstasy. He’s sweet just like choco­late candy And just like honey from the bee. I’m Just Wild About Har­ryfrom Shuf­fle Along. In 1921, Broad­way jumped to East 63rd Street on New York’s West Side with the first inte­grated musi­cal to make it big on stage. The hit num­ber was […]

Have you ever had a vision?”

On The Meet­ing Of Gar­cía Lorca And Hart Crane Brook­lyn, 1929. Of course Crane’s been drink­ing and has no idea who this curi­ous Andalu­sian is, unable even to speak the lan­guage of poetry. The young man who brought them together knows both Span­ish and Eng­lish, but he has a headache from jump­ing back and forth from […]

Your last day on Ellis Island

We walked down the long halls and through the ruined rooms a lit­tle apart because things were over but we still didn’t know. You’d slept with Toby while I was gone, and when I found out later I was bruised and con­fused, because he was insipid and weak, and your sleep­ing with him made me […]

…scenes that seemed never to have been written before.”

Ham­mett is said to have lacked heart; yet the story he him­self thought the most of is the record of man’s devo­tion to a friend. He was spare, fru­gal, hard-boiled, but he did over and over again what only the best writ­ers can ever do. He wrote scenes that seemed never to have been written […]