Rrose Sélavy.
The mannequin as bootlegger…
Jan. 9, 1930: “The latest thing in speakeasies: Sergeant Frank T. Zimmie and Detective Joseph Pallinado of the Philadelphia Police, exhibiting one of the twelve pint bottles of liquor cached in the papier-mâché clothes dummy, draped with an evening gown, found in the tailor shop they raided.” Two days later, The Times published an article about claims of a “police protected” speakeasy made at a luncheon of the Women’s Organization for Prohibition Reform in Philadelphia. Photo: The New York Times
From The Atlantic.
Excerpt from Robert Smithson’s Tour of the Monuments of Passaic, New Jersey.
Courtesy of Colleen Paz.
Bas Jan’s boyhood sailing permit recently resurfaced, issued July of 1959. Inside it is a note written by his mother, reading “Mrs. J.A. Ader Appels gives her son, Bastiaan Johan Christiaan Ader permission to go to sea.”
via the excellent moonsofjuupitr
The first show. And the first zine. Installation was hell. We all got pigeon lung and survived mostly by listening to LPs of plaintive cowboy music, and by going out for burgers.
The last night, the police found us. But they seemed amused, more than anything else.
With the help of some friends, I recently completed a series of portraits in a derelict hotel in San Francisco. We had a party, listened to old records, drank fantastic cocktails, and tried not to fall through the crumbling staircase.
Installation shots courtesy of Kat Nyberg.
