Christopher P. Stephens, Bookman
Chris Stephens has been a book dealer since 1965 - earlier if you count childhood buying and selling.
Stephens has sold major collections to university libraries all over the world. He has operated appealing bookstores in Mt. Carroll, Illinois, Hastings on Hudson, NY and several in NYC, NY. He is a wholesale dealer to other bookstores all over the world.
Chris loves books.
Stephens now maintains a lively internet operation out of his new home in Scranton, PA.
Sunday, July 14, 2013
Thursday, July 11, 2013
"Local" Sculptors: Lipchitz and Zazel
Lipchitz was born in Lithuania in the last decade of the 19th
century. He lived in Lithuania
until he was 18 and then he moved to Paris to study art.
Paris was the center of exciting art and now-legendary
artists at that time. Lipchitz
flourished. Considered the first
Cubist sculptor, he broke new ground and met with much success.
World War ll brought great danger to Lipchitz. He escaped to America in 1941.
After the war, Lipchitz settled in America – in the lovely
river town, Hastings on Hudson, New York.
riverrun bookshop settled in the same lovely river town 30
years later. Lipchitz died in
1973, 5 years before riverrun, but the store’s original founder, Frank
Scioscia, did live in Hastings on Hudson at the same time as Jacques Lipchitz
did. I don’t think they knew one
another. No doubt, however, they both admired the same majestic palisades
towering over the Hudson River and both liked the same comfortable streets in
town.
By this time Lipchitz was spending months of each year
working in his studio in Italy. I’ve heard a story – possibly true – that the
village trustees mistook his long studio trips for a permanent move away from
Hastings on Hudson. The sculptor
was a village treasure. The trustees tried to purchase one of his sculptures
for the town to commemorate his long-time residence here. According to the story, Lipchitz
laughed, assured the trustees that he and his wife had no intention of moving,
and GAVE a large sculpture to the village.
However it happened, Hastings on Hudson does have an impressive
Lipchitz sculpture mounted in the prominent grassy space by the town library
and courthouse.
The artist himself died in Italy and is buried in Jerusalem,
but part of him presides over the village from the hill by the library. You can see that sculpture on your walk
to riverrun. Or, in case you are
too far to stroll over to riverrun, I will post a photo shortly. As well as the little I know of Zazel.
*********
A lengthy and fascinating article about Lipchitz, his art,
his life, and his religion. There
is a sense of immediacy in this
article that makes the reader feel privy to inside knowledge:
Tate Gallery artist biography:
art directory biography:
searchable interview plus photos of work:
Lithuania:
http://europa.eu/about-eu/countries/member-countries/lithuania/index_en.htm
Labels:
Artists,
cubists,
Hastings on Hudson,
Jacques Lipchitz
Thursday, July 4, 2013
John Hancock and the Declaration of Independence
John Hancock put the most famous signature to the
Declaration of Independence even though he was not the most famous signer. His signature made its way into
riverrun en route to The University of Texas.
The document was an appointment, of someone name Robbins, to
military office. Hancock signed in
his capacity as governor of Massachusetts. With awe, I scanned the document.
The Hancock signature is large and bold. He signed the Declaration of
Independence as the president of the Continental Congress. The confidence expressed in that signature
lent additional authority the Declaration that we celebrate today.
But isn’t it interesting that we have selected that document, that event, to mark the beginning of our country?
Lots of revolutionary activity went on beforehand. The Committees of Correspondence were
established well before 1776. The
Boston Tea Party took place in 1773 and the First Continental Congress met in
1774. Those key early battles at
Lexington & Concord were fought in 1775 and so was the Battle of Bunker
Hill.
The Green Mountain Boys captured Fort Ticonderoga and
valuable cannons and the Second Continental Congress sent “The Olive Branch
Petition” to King George lll all before the Declaration of Independence was
issued.
If I were writing the history books, I wouldn’t date the
beginning of the USA to the signing of the Declaration of Independence. I would date it neither from the
restive disturbances and outright battles of the early 1770s nor from any of
the many battles of the Revolutionary War, not even the one at Yorktown in 1781
when General Cornwallis surrendered.
For myself, I select the 1787 summer of the Constitutional
Convention as the birth of the United States of America. My USA is 230 years old this
summer. Not everyone would agree,
but I have my reasons. Nevertheless, I am perfectly happy to celebrate on this
day that others have chosen.
Actually, I am impressed with my fellow Americans in
selecting the publication of our Declaration of Independence as the most
significant moment in the birth legend of our country.
It is with the glory of oratory, not of battle, that we choose to date our beginning.
It is with the glory of oratory, not of battle, that we choose to date our beginning.
Wednesday, June 19, 2013
Helen Keller
Two incredibly talented women, Helen Keller and Ann
Sullivan, somehow wove communication out of some other warp than sight; some
other weft than hearing.
Keller was “trebly defective”: blind, deaf, and mute. Sullivan also faced triple obstacles:
partially blind, mistreated in childhood, and parentless young. How did they
manage to overcome such formidable hardships? It couldn’t have been done with only one incredibly talented
person. Both had to be
remarkable. Both were.
Helen Keller went on to live a generous life of helping
others, especially children. She
campaigned for better treatment of people with physical disabilities. This letter, which found its way into
riverrun, is of another one of her areas of interest.
The civil war in Spain, just like any war anywhere, left children without family, without country.
The civil war in Spain, just like any war anywhere, left children without family, without country.
The sentiment in the letter is well expressed. It is the careful signature at the
bottom, though, that is so very poignant and so very admirable.
A 1930 newsreel with Keller and Sullivan demonstrating how
Keller learned talking from Sullivan.
Fascinating.
very moving newsreel of Helen Keller speaking to disabled
youngsters in Australia
American Foundation for the Blind includes a biography and
photos of Helen Keller
AFB bio & photos of Ann Sullivan
Article about Basque child
refugees in UK
Spanish Civil War: Refugees
autobiographies of Spanish child
refugees in a Quaker Home in France
Labels:
1940s,
Ann Sullivan,
Helen Keller,
Spanish Civil War
Sunday, June 9, 2013
The Hollywood Ten
The House UnAmerican
Activities Committee was, as a phenomenon, first cousin to an oxymoron.
How could the persecution
of people for what they believe possibly be considered American? Wasn't there a Big Fuss over the U.S. Constitution? All those states refused to
ratify without the assurance of a Bill of Rights to protect the individual from
a frivolously malicious government. A frivolously malicious government.
Nevertheless Senator
Joseph McCarthy was able to take over the reins of the HUAC and tromp over much
touted American freedoms.
The government printed
pamphlets of all that tromping.
riverrun recently got whole boxes of the House UnAmerican Committee
Proceedings.
The Hollywood Ten and Blacklisting are
representative of the havoc wrecked across many industries in many regions of the
country.
In 1947, members of
the movie industry were brought before the committee as accused Communists.
The accusation in itself, at that time, carried the implication of
treason or near-treason. Some people squirmed and cooperated with the committee. The Hollywood Ten didn't. They faced inquisition because anonymous "friendly
witnesses" had suggested their names to the HUAC. As a group, The Ten
refused to play the HUAC game. They were jailed for contempt of congress.
Who were they?
alphabetically:
Alvah Bessie - 1904 - 1985 - went to Columbia University -
worked in theater - wrote short stories, novels and screenplays - leftist
political views - volunteered in the Spanish Civil War -theater and film critc
-later wrote Inquisition in Eden
about his bout with the HUAC -sentenced to 12 months prison and fined $1000.
LA Times Obituary: http://articles.latimes.com/1985-07-24/news/mn-4727_1_alvah-bessie
Herbert Biberman - 1900 - 1971 - attended Yale and Univ PA - joined
Theater Guild - stage manager and director - wrote and directed B movies for
Warner Bros. - 1950 served 6 months in prison and blacklisted
YouTube excerpt of HUAC bullying and Biberman resisting:
Lester Cole - born 1904 NYC – high school dropout - actor -
screenwriter - one of the founders of Writers' Guild - joined ACP in 1934 -
wrote many screenplays, after blacklisted could only sell screenplays under
other peoples' names - wrote autobiography Hollywood Red -paid $1000 fine and
served 10 months in prison and then was blacklisted
Edward Dmytryk - 1908
– 1999 – born in Canada, Ukrainian grandparents - served time in jail but lost
his resolve. He gave the HUAC
names of alleged Communists to win release from the Hollywood Blacklist. He was
an employable director again. Wrote Odd Man Out: A Memoir of The Hollywood Ten
about that time and some books on directing including On Film Editing which
advises that every scene should begin and end with continuing action.
somewhat pitiable attempts
at justifying himself + film advice:
bio and more info on the
times:
Ring Lardner, Jr - 1915 – 2000n – wrote screen plays (also
books) – fined and served a full year in prison for contempt of congress – even
after he was released, he had to get non-blacklisted friends to front his
screenplays for him – went on to do impressive work, eventualty under his own
name again.
Very nice life timeline and
filmography:
somewhat scrambled info:
John Howard Lawson - 1894 –
1977 – screen writer – helped organize The Screenwriters’ Guild – worked, then
later volunteered for Red Cross in World War I – formally protested Sacco and
Vanzetti trial. – he was fined,
imprisoned and blacklisted for his refusal to talk to HUAC – moved to Mexico
after release from jail and wrote under pseudonym.
Site set up by Lawson’s
son, Jeffrey, includes bio and much more:
http://www.johnhowardlawson.net/Home_Page.html
Intro and transcript of
part of Lawson’s hearing:
Albert Maltz - 1908 – 1985 – a talented,
well-educated, and successful and rich screenwriter, Maltz struggled with ideas
and creativity – he was a sympathetic member of the Communist party but bridled
under the party’s push to have writers be spokesmen for the party. In his famous essay, Maltz says, “It
has been my conclusion for some time that much of the left–wing artistic activity—both
creative and critical—has been restricted, narrowed, tuned away from life,
sometimes made sterile—because the atmosphere and thinking of the literary
left–wing had been based upon a shallow approach…" "I have come to
believe that the accepted understanding of art as a weapon is not a useful
guide, but a straitjacket.”
NY Times Obituary:
http://www.nytimes.com/1985/04/29/arts/albert-maltz-a-screenwriter-blacklisted-by-industry-dies.html
Accolades and bio
information by an admiring family member:
Samuel Ornitz - 1890 – 1957
- social worker for New York
Prison Association and for Brooklyn Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to
Children – later a screenwriter – outspoken advocate of the Soviet Union – like
the other 9, he was fined, imprisoned and blacklisted. Later he lived in Mexico and wrote
novels.
These novels were
apparently more substantial and experimentally creative than generally
acknowledged -- except here:
bio:
Robert Adrian Scott - 1912 – 1973 – writer, later producer –
especially film noir – after HUAC and blacklisting his second wife, Joan LaCour
fronted for his screenplays.
Mini biography includes
some interesting family relationships:
CIA testimony from
congressional hearings:
Dalton Trumbo - 1905 – 1976 –
lived in western USA – held various jobs during the depressed years –
screenwriting starting in 1934 – in 1947 defied HUAC and was punished along
with the rest of the Hollywood 10 - Blacklisted but was very active writing
from Mexico City ad then southern California behind fronts and under assumed names
- a movie written under the
assumed name, Robert Rich, won an Academy Award which presented a puzzle since
award winner “Rich” seemed mysteriously non-existent. The award ceremony was in 1957 – 3 years after Senator
Joseph McCarthy had been censured by the Senate for his wild excesses. Trumbo revealed himself behind the fake
name. Shortly afterwards he was
credited for several other hits and the lengthy decade of Hollywood
Blacklisting was effectively over.
San Francisco Chronicle –
includes photographs:
American Masters biography:
American Communist Party
A lengthy and extremely
interesting article, including several YouTube documentaries and extensive
quotations both sympathetic to and horrified by McCarthyism
Saturday, April 6, 2013
Thank you, Anne Fadiman
Anne
Fadiman may be responsible for riverrun’s survival and we never thanked her
properly. In fact, though
profoundly grateful, we never thanked her at all.
The transition from riverrun owner Frank Scioscia, who always subsidized
the bookstore quite heavily, to his son in law Chris Stephens, who did not have
the luxury of outside funds, was fraught with peril. At one very dark moment I was beginning to wonder if we
could make it.
Then there was a miracle. Someone told us that they’d read a zippy article about the
store. Several other customers
came in telling us how they’d read of riverrun in a complimentary article by
Anne Fadiman. We didn’t know Anne
Fadiman. A stranger had discovered
us!
Someone brought us the article from the Library of Congress magazine,
Civilization. We loved it. It isn’t really an essay about
riverrun. It is an essay about the
love of books, the way books furnish an outward environment for the inward
self, and about a husband who has the good sense to share one’s love of
books. Only incidentally does the
essay mention a birthday surprise expedition to riverrun bookshop, the long
browse there, and the 19-pound purchase carried back to New York City. The way we read it though, it was an
essay about riverrun. It buoyed
our spirit and strengthened our will and eased our way across the difficult
transition.
We taped that article to the front windows of riverrun and it continued
to smile at us daily as we came into the store.
Seasons passed. The ink from
the article transferred itself to the window glass. The paper became brown and tattered but remained in place
until the landlady had to replace the store windows.
Gone with the discarded old windows! Why hadn’t we made copies of the article when it was fresh
and new and still readable?
No matter. Anne Fadiman’s
collected essays from Civilization were published by Farrar, Straus and Giroux
in a wonderful book called Ex Libris.
The essay mentioning riverrun is the last in the book, “Secondhand
Prose”. Clever.
My first copy of Ex Libris was given to Chris and me by a beaming
customer. Re-reading “Secondhand
Prose” was such a pleasure that I read and reread every essay in the book,
oblivious to all else. I read them
again today when I took this book out to scan for the blog.
These essays are perfect. I
wanted more. Luckily there are
more. I just ordered another
couple of books by Anne Fadiman.
At Large and At Small and The Spirit Catches You and You Fall Down. I have a treat coming in the mail.
Not everyone knows about these jewels. Why not? For one thing essays are hard to categorize. I know of a case of mis-categorization.
Our daughter Mary – quite a good bookwoman herself – was working at a
bookstore in Memphis. Mary was
keeping a low profile for reasons of her own, but she couldn’t keep silent when
she saw Ex Libris shelved in the foreign language section. “This book isn’t written in a foreign
language,” she told another worker.
“It isn’t?” He stared at the
title, baffled.
If I had been Mary, I’d have stood on a chair waving the book in the air
and making noise. “This book
mentions my family’s bookstore,” I would have shouted. “And it belongs in a high visibility
spot so people can buy these superb essays!”
I thank Fadiman for those superb essays. They are a delight to read and to reread. I also thank her for mentioning
riverrun at a point in history when the bookshop might have winked out of
existence.
Thank you, Anne Fadiman, thank you!
Ex Libris
At Large and At Small
The Spirit Catches You and You Fall Down
Rereading: Seventeen Writers Revisit Books They Love (edited
by Fadiman)
Bio from Yale:
article and interview from Atlantic online:
Friday, April 5, 2013
Isaac Asimov
photo by Chris Stephen at NY Book Fair in 1970s
As a
young girl, I read Inside the Atom
by Asimov and as a teenager I read his sci fi. I believed it all.
Asimov
was part of an optimistic generation that had survived both the Great Depression and the second world war. Asimov
helped to popularize the miraculous march of science. He and others promised
children more from harnessing the power of the atom and more from the space
program than has yet been delivered.
No
matter. He wrote so well that I
still believe him. I’m ready for
the spaceports, when they’re built.
At that time I’ll rocket out to explore the great cosmos. In the meantime I’ll settle into a
comfy chair and read another interesting book by Isaac Asimov.
Isaac Asimov 1920 - 1992
A very appealing 1988 interview of Isaac Asimov by a young
Polish
fan, Slawek Wojtowic
A good overall website for Asimov by Edward Seiler
youtube of Asimov extolling the present and future use of
computers with libraries of knowledge available to peruse at one’s own speed
and along the lines of one’s own interests.
Thursday, April 4, 2013
the missing bit more
Even as a Little Kid, Chris Stephens was a Big Reader. He was a library regular. He had an inquisitive mind too, but
overwhelmlngly his was an acquisitive
mind. He acquired knowledge. He acquired information. He wanted to know things.
Young Chris read about animals and trees and Native American
tribes. He read history and
etymology. He read about countries
where the stamps in his stamp collection originated. He read about coins and about moths and butterflies.
Much later, when I met him, he was still collecting butterflies. He looked great leaping through meadows
with his net held high above his head.
Like Vladimir Nabokov, Chris collected moths, butterflies and
interesting words.
Young Chris read mostly non-fiction, but he read some fiction too. Cowboy fiction. Science fiction. Baseball stories. Comic books.
Chris acquired so darned much information that he seemed a perfect
candidate for the Quiz Kids Radio Show.
In the “green room”, before the show started, the personable Quiz Kids
host chatted with Chris, taking notes with which to later betray Chris.
Young Chris was too short to reach the microphone so an assistant got a
couple of telephone books to put on Chris’ chair. I don’t think those 4-inch thick telephone books even exist
nowadays. Three other kids sat at
the table. They were able to speak
into their microphones without the assistance of height boosters.
The red light went on for live radio. The host asked questions. Three little geniuses were eager to answer. Not Chris. It wasn’t his style.
When Chris sat on his hands, even for easy questions, the host took out
his notes and asked the kids obscure questions about Native Americans and
insects and tiny countries that issued lovely stamps. The other kids scowled. Only Chris knew these particular answers. He didn’t raise his hand though. Didn’t want to.
But it was radio. No one
could see whose hand was up and whose hand was quite resolutely down.
“Ah. I see little Chris
Stephens has his hand up”, lied the host smoothly. Trapped on live radio by an entertainment professional,
Chris was forced to answer questions. He didn’t like it though, and wouldn’t come
back to the show.
Chris went back to the hobbies he loved: collecting interesting things
and reading lots of books. Now,
ten Little Chris lifetimes along, these are hobbies he continues to love.
His disinterests have endured all this time too. For instance, I’ve always thought that
Chris and I would make a great vaudevillian-style comedy team. His extremely dry humor cracks me
up. He would be the straight man,
delivering very funny lines without breaking a smile. For contrast, I’d be only
too happy to ham it up a bit.
Alas. Even after all this
time to reconsider, Christopher Stephens still has no interest in show
business.
Clips from old quiz kids shows (Chris’ single show is not
included)
NY Times article about Vladimir Nabokov and his alternate identity
as lepidopterist extrodinaire
Labels:
1950s,
Christopher Stephens,
Family Business,
Nabokov,
quiz kids
Sunday, March 31, 2013
CPS 70
Even as a Little Kid, Chris Stephens was a Big Reader.
(Obviously there quite a bit more to this post. Where is it though?)
(Obviously there quite a bit more to this post. Where is it though?)
Wednesday, March 27, 2013
Jed Levin Talks About Ira Levin
“I knew
him both as a father and as a writer,” Jed says. “He involved us in his writing life. Not when he was writing books - he
needed time alone then. But once
he finished something, especially plays, he brought us into that part.”
Jed and
his two brothers saw one of Ira Levin’s plays repeatedly.
“I have
no idea how many times I saw Deathtrap.
“My father went to the out-of-town tryouts and, in New York, he went to
every performance with a new actor – not just new leads, but any new
actor. He wanted to be able to confer with the director as to directions for the new actor. Also, he liked
to go to Deathtrap. And he liked to
take us with him.
“We went out to dinner at Sardi’s before hand. We went
backstage afterwards.
“It was
so much fun to be in the back of the theater. We weren’t watching the play as much as we were watching the
audience. My father didn’t have
tickets, of course, no seats - we just sat on the steps. We were fascinated by
audience reaction. We’d wait
on the edge of our steps in anticipation.
How hard would they laugh at the jokes? How much would they jump at the scares? We never really got tired of it.”
Jed wondered if I knew the play.
“It’s great,” he said.
“It’s two plays – kind of a play about a play – something like the little play
within Shakespeare’s Hamlet. It’s
funny and it’s suspenseful at the same time. There are lots of good
twists. I can’t tell you the
plot. You have to see it. Go to one of the frequent revivals.”
Ira Levin’s sons didn’t spend all of their time on the steps. Sometimes they spent the second act
backstage with Marian Seldes in her dressing room.
“Marian was the female lead for the duration of the show. She never missed a performance. She was so nice. We loved hanging out with Marian in her
dressing room."
Hanging out with performers in their dressing rooms, dinner at Sardi’s,
fussed over by staff and celebrities, aware of his father’s impact in the
theater, movie and book business – this was all part of Jed’s and his brothers
childhoods.
“Deathtrap is the work of his that involved us most. That was about 1974. I was in the 4th or 5th
grade when it opened and it ran for a good chunk of time. Death Trap was something that was
always going on in the background of my childhood.”
When Ira Levin and Jed’s mother, Gabrielle, divorced the boys
still saw their father frequently.
He took an apartment nearby their Wilton, CT home. (Wilton likely provided the inspiration
for Ira Levin’s “Stepford Wives”.)
“It was a small apartment. We slept on a foldout sofa, I think. We ate on his desk. It was a big desk and at dinner time he would just move the
typewriter.”
What about all his papers and notes and other things spread out all over
the desk? I wondered.
“No, no. He was a neat person. Meticulous really. There would just be a folder of notes and an orderly stack of papers. Easy to move.”
“No, no. He was a neat person. Meticulous really. There would just be a folder of notes and an orderly stack of papers. Easy to move.”
Jed told me about “Drat! The Cat!”, a musical Ira Levin wrote.
“He wrote the play, the lyrics, and he actually wrote the music too.
They didn’t use that music though.
They advised him work with a musician for the melodies. His were good though. Very good. My father played some of his songs for us in the on the piano. We liked it.
“Elliott Gould was in Drat! The Cat! He was married to Barbra Streisand. She recorded one of my father’s songs –
“He Touched Me” – maybe as a way to help promote the play Gould was in at the
time. The song was a big hit
lasting a lot longer than the play ran.
“Such a charming play. Too
bad it flopped.”
It flopped?
“The New York Times went on strike just as the musical opened. It was a disaster. The review wasn’t
printed. Wasn’t read. No one knew about it. The play closed early.
“It’s just a matter of time, though, before someone puts it on
again. I’m surprised it hasn’t
already happened. It was such a good musical.”
Some time afterwards, the music for He
Touched Me was used as background to a perfume ad. “It was funny,” said Jed, “to hear it
come on the TV. ‘There’s Dad’s
song’ we’d say.”
What did Jed get from his father, Ira?
“I really treasure his influence on me.
“I value those interests of his that he passed on to me. Movies – he loved movies. The original King Kong was his
favorite. He was pretty clear
about that. That’s one of my
favorites too. I have his
same general taste in books. We
both like Dracula and Sherlock Holmes and Poe. Certain things I read make me think of him.
“I remember him best when I am reading something we both liked.”
YouTube snippet from Deathtrap 2010 movie – British version
YouTube excerpt from 1982 Death Trap with Christopher Reeve
IMDb
about the Roman Polanski movie, Rosemary’s Baby, based on
Ira Levin’s novel
Guide to Drat! The Cat!
Ira Levin bio
Thursday, March 7, 2013
Ira Levin plays board games
Ira Levin’s son, Jed Levin, took this photo of his father
playing monopoly. Jed and his
brothers played monopoly and scrabble with their father frequently. I was surprised.
Their father is the guy who wrote Rosemary’s
Baby and the Boys from
Brazil and Stepford Wives
and A Kiss Before Dying
- as well as plenty of other scary things. Isn’t it hard to imagine him enjoying an ordinary, pleasant board
game with his sons?
“People were surprised sometimes,” says Jed Levin. “especially if they didn’t know him, or
if they only knew about some of his work.
He was a mild, nice man. He
was our father. I didn’t think of
him as a horror writer. For one
thing, he wrote in plenty of other genres too. He wrote comedy and even a musical. He was a writer, not a certain kind of
writer.”
Jed and his brothers spent Wednesdays and alternate weekends
with their father after his parents divorced. Sometimes the four of them would spend the weekend with
Ira’s parents, who lived in a comfortable house outside the city. The photo was taken at Ira Levin’s
parents’ house. Jed’s grandmother
was a good cook. His grandfather
was an amateur painter (although Jed doesn’t think his grandfather painted the young woman
gazing at Ira from out of a painting behind him).
This monopoly evening must have taken place in 1973 because
Ira Levin is wearing a shirt with “Veronica’s Room” printed across the chest.
The play, Veronica’s Room, is one of his scary ones.
“Someone in the cast must have had tee shirts printed up,”
Jed said.
Tee shirts announcing his father’s work, and chats with cast
members in their dressing rooms, and opening parties at Sardi’s were part of
Jed’s childhood. He and his
brothers were involved in all sorts of other aspects of Ira Levin's many plays, and
books, and movies from books, and television productions.
Jed’s got good stories. And they’re coming soon.
One of Jed’s brothers set up this very complete website
Veronica’s Room
Thursday, February 28, 2013
"bibliomaniacal friends"
What an utterly satisfactory phrase. I wish I’d thought of it. The phrase appears early in The History
of the Society of Iconophiles, published in 1930.
These friends of William Loring Andrews encouraged him in
his mission to counter the growing reliance on photography, and
help save the masterful art of engraving.
The men, the Iconophiles, contracted with the finest engravers of the
time to make images of the city they loved. New York City.
Hurray for these men.
And a special hurray to riverrun’s treasured bibliomaniacal
friends.
Labels:
1930s,
Artists,
Society of Iconophiles,
William Loring Andrews
Sunday, February 24, 2013
Time Machine NYC
A
small group of men, book and print-loving members of the Grolier Club,
launched a far reaching project.
They undertook to publish engravings of key monuments and people in New
York City. It was a graphical time
machine that preserved the city as it was at the turn of the century. Not that recent turn, but the one
before that. The images give us
glimpses of New York City around 1900.
The men commissioned the best engravers of the time. They selected subjects that were part
of the NYC scene at the time or part of the legendary history of New York
City. Those buildings and people
were iconic to the city. The men
called themselves Iconophiles.
The Society of Iconophiles was limited to 10 members. Pretty exclusive. The first formal meeting was in January
1895 and they continued meeting and publishing prints of NYC for 24 years. Exactly 101 engravings were made before
each copper plate was cancelled.
It’s fascinating to look at old New York from the turn of that century.
On
my way to and from work, I can see 5 buildings that are considered iconic
today. They aren’t included in any
of the series because they were built too late for the Iconophiles to recognize
their future icon status:
1.)
main building of the NY Public Library with those calm and
stately lions guarding the entrance – opened in 1911
2.)
the entirely
magnificent Grand Central Terminal – 1913
3.)
Chrysler Building
with the falcon-like gargoyle faces thrust outward, looking in all directions –
1928
4.)
Empire State Building – construction started in 1929
5.)
the United Nations Headquarters Building – green glass on the
East River and undergoing extensive remodeling at this very moment – first
completed in 1952
What was iconic at the turn of the century?
The Academy of Design was one of the architectural treasures then. The building was constructed in the
1860s. The architect, W.B. Wright,
was inspired by the design of Italian palaces. That building on 23rd Street and 4th
Avenue was palatial. It was a
sumptuous home for the academy.
The National Academy of Design predated the Venetian palace
building. It was organized by
rebel group of artists who had withdrawn from the American Academy of Fine Arts
in 1816, and formed their own New York Drawing Association. They wanted an organization free of the
domination of “business men” and political figures. Their idea was to have a place to study art and exchange
ideas and social pleasantries with other artists. The New York Drawing Association
became the National Academy of Design.
Guess who the first president was.
Samuel Morse, inventor of the telegraph and one of the rebel artist
leaders!
The building housing National Academy of Design was a
landmark in New York. At the end
of the 19th century it was sold to the Metropolitan Insurance Co.,
but it is captured forever as the National Academy of Design in the Society of
Iconophiles’ graphic time machine.
relevant links:
The New York Historical Society has an almost complete
collection of prints published during the period 1895 – 1929. Information about the society, about
the collection, as well as a list of engraving titles is available: http://dlib.nyu.edu/findingaids/html/nyhs/iconophiles/iconophiles.html
An excerpt from The Line of Beauty: The Society of the
Iconophiles and New York City 1894 – 1939 written by Douglas Tallack and
published by Oak Knoll Press: http://www.oakknoll.com/resources/bookexcerpts/108109.pdf
Scanned journals from 1889 describing National Academy of
Design, its antecedents, and the building: http://www.jstor.org/stable/25608025?seq=7
Current website for today’s National Academy of Design: http://www.nationalacademy.org/
Jstor scans old stuff that we still want to see, and more: http://about.jstor.org/individuals
Blog Art Now and Then has a post that includes some info
about the National Academy of Design: http://art-now-and-then.blogspot.com/2012/11/new-yorks-art-students-league.html
Modern architectural look at renovating the academy: http://www.bscarchitecture.com/565-NAD/565_01.htm
Sunday, February 17, 2013
bibliophile's Cambridge, UK
Cambridge is populated by readers.
Driving through the soothing English countryside you might
not think about books for hours on end, but once you enter the city limits you
know at once that you’ve entered a region of enthusiastic literacy.
Reading and thinking.
You feel it billow past in the breeze stirred up by well-read bicyclists
swooshing past. You smell it in
those old pubs with well-read conversationalists downing a pint at the next
table over. You see it as students
and professors, tourists and merchants turn pages at every corner.
This special populace is served by a plentiful supply of
bookstores. The best is Blackwells
(subject of a future post) but even aside from Blackwells, Cambridge is rich in
bookstores. It is a bibliophile’s
paradise.
One of the bookstores, Waterstones, featured the poster
above with marvelously apt sentiment: Words
cannot do justice to the pleasures of a good bookshop. Ironically.
good links:
** Bookstore Guide:
an amateur guide to book shopping throughout Europe: http://www.bookstoreguide.org/
An incredibly ambitious and intriguing project to review
bookshops throughout Europe. The
section on Cambridge was a bit light, but one can spend quite a pleasant
afternoon exploring European cities through the guide’s bookstore reviews. The bookstore couple also visited NYC
but, alas, they did not realize that riverrun is just a half hour train ride
from midtown.
The Book Guide: http://www.inprint.co.uk/thebookguide/shops/location1.php?loc=East%20Anglia&locc=Cambridgeshire
An annotated
list of used and antiquarian bookshops in Cambridge
Cambridge University Press Bookshop: http://www.cambridge.org/uk/bookshop/what_we_offer.htm#
A store/showroom stocked with those fascinating books
published by Cambridge University Press / the place itself has a long literary
history
Waterstones: http://www.waterstones.com/waterstonesweb/
A nicely laid out store and an efficient website
for new books
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