I'm enough of a Hemingway geek to want to attend this:
"Friday, Sept. 1 at Wells Public Library. OMAA’s art educator talks about the museum’s exhibit on the friendship between Henry Strater and Ernest Hemingway. The exhibit “captures their tumultuous relationship in a series of paintings, photographs, illustrated books and archival materials” and explores the connection between visual and literary arts. Attendees are encouraged to bring a lunch; light refreshments will be provided. This free evnet is the first in a four part series of art lectures and art viewing opportunities with partner the Ogunquit Museum of American Art."
Volume 4 of The Letters of Ernest Hemingway is due out November 16. This volume will cover 1929-31, which are the start of his "Key West Years." Lots of Tropical Papa ("Popical"?) from whch to read and learn.
I neglected to mention that Hemingway friend and author A.E. Hotchner ("Papa Hemingway") turned 100 this past summer.
Hotchner was also a friend and neighbor of another Phelpsian Hero, Paul Newman, who of course appeared in the film "Hemingway's Adventures of a Young Man."
While these products are eye rollng, I'm happy for nearly anything that keeps Hemingway on the cultural radar and leads newbies to his magnificent works of literature.
Speaking of which I'm almost finished watching Rebel In The Rye. It's okay, no great shakes, and I see how the story was constructed and all and if you wanna know the truth I'm not sure I really like it all that much.
Speaking of which I'm almost finished watching Rebel In The Rye. It's okay, no great shakes, and I see how the story was constructed and all and if you wanna know the truth I'm not sure I really like it all that much.
Spoken like a phony, Howard.
I can't recall if we discussed the Salinger-Hemingway connection; does the book go into much about it?
Vol 4 of the Hemingway letters sits imposingly on my bookshelf, waiting for me to tackle it.
Meanwhile...I'm reading the Steve Canyon comic strip, circa 1948. Remember him from your funny papers? My paper never carried it. Had to look for it in newspapers on family summer trips...
Steve Canyon! Holy cow I haven't thought of that in at least 50 years and even then it was only for the title drawing in the Sunday NY Daily News funnies. Funnies?! Did I say that? Did YOU say that?? Whoa. Dondi, Gasoline Alley yeah but Steve Canyon! This is amazing.
Oh and go up yonder to entries beginning July 14 last year re Salinger-Hemingway.
Steve Canyon! Holy cow I haven't thought of that in at least 50 years and even then it was only for the title drawing in the Sunday NY Daily News funnies. Funnies?! Did I say that? Did YOU say that?? Whoa. Dondi, Gasoline Alley yeah but Steve Canyon! This is amazing.
Oh and go up yonder to entries beginning July 14 last year re Salinger-Hemingway.
I vaguely recall you (or me?) posting a link to an article about Papa-Sal, but my Early Onset Dimentia does not allow me to remember properly, so thanks.
Yes, Steve Canyon! The strip ran for 41 years, yet it is virtually forgotten now. I've been a Canyon fan for thirty-five years courtesy of Kitchen Sink Press' Steve Canyon Magazine from the 1980s. I have only recently been able to catch up with the recent IDW hardcover publications: they're up to vol. 8 (1961-62) now.
I always wish myself "good luck" in getting a comic strip discussion going.
I saw the excellent BULLFIGHTER AND THE LADY last week and it spurred me to read DEATH IN THE AFTERNOON (1932) for the first time.
Some choice excerpts:
"[The matador Maera] had trouble with his wrists....Now at any time he could have, without danger or pain, slipped the sword into the neck of the bull, let it go into the lung or cut the jugular and killed him with no trouble. But his honor demanded that he kill him high up between the shoulders....And on the sixth time he went in this way and the sword went in too. [After the bull 'lost his feet and rolled over,' Maera] pulled the sword out with his right hand, as punishment for it I suppose, but shifted it to his left....His right wrist was swollen to double its size... 'Go to the infirmary, man,' one of the banderilleros said. Maera looked at him....'He was made out of cement. F--king bull made out of cement.'"
"THE SEED BULL - at twenty-two years the horns are splintered; the eyes are slow and all the weight has gone forward and away from where eight hundred and twenty-two sons came to the ring so that in the end the hind quarters are light as a calf's but all the rest is built into the bull's own monument."
"In these few reactions of individuals I have tried to be completely accurate as to their first and ultimate impressions of the bullfight....an Englishwoman who looked to be about thirty-five I saw once at San Sebastian who was attending the bullfight with her husband and was so overcome by the horses being charged by the bulls that she cried as though they were her own horses or her own children who were being gored....She looked a very fine and pleasant woman and I felt very sorry for her."
Hmm. There is a certain symmetry--out of the bitter irony dept.--within this thread with respect to the title character and the late RR's comments. Rack 'em up, Jim, and order us a round of those special EH cocktails.
Hmm. There is a certain symmetry--out of the bitter irony dept.--within this thread with respect to the title character and the late RR's comments. Rack 'em up, Jim, and order us a round of those special EH cocktails.
"All stories, if continued far enough, end in death, and he is no true-story teller who would keep that from you."
Had to look for it in newspapers on family summer trips... 