Joan Bennett for 'Scarlet Street' (1945).
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House of Frankenstein (1944)
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Max Beckmann, Der Vampir (1948)
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Jerome Liebling. Knickerbocker Village, NYC, 1949.
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“Phoenix” by Paquin, fall/winter 1949
From Tessier-Sarou
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Did you know that in 40's batjokes was canon?
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"In Cuba, my husband forbade me to dance. So... I chose to dance. I left for Singapore, where Prince Abdel Aman had proposed me marriage. Alas! I was divorced, but the law of Lahore forbids princes to marry divorced women. I returned to Paris, I was hired by the Folies Bergère for its corps de ballet, until the day when I was proposed to replace the star Yvette Ménard.
How can you dance, I mean, how can you externalize something that is within yourself, and at the same time think of the camera, the limits of the shot, the makeup, the censorship? The cinema was not made for me." - Chelo Alonso
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New Yorker October 27 1945 by Edna Eicke
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Gene Tierney photographed for 'Sundown' (1941).
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From Weird Tales, 1943. Unknown Artist.
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Rudolf Koivu, Sirkan Joulu, 1947 (detail)
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Lisette Model. Café Zanzibar, New York, c.1945.
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In the Dragonette household there are beautiful paintings, fine books, recordings by or of Sarah Bernhardt, James Joyce, Edna St. Vincent Millay, Walt Whitman. At a breakfast, Garbo asked for a copy of Leaves of Grass and did a beautiful reading of an obscure poem from the volume. Only recently she asked again to hear the Bernhardt and Joyce recordings."Garbo is basically extremely honest," says Nadea. "Most people don't understand this. She reads anything and everything, but she never talks about things she doesn't understand thoroughly. She'll say nothing. She can't participate all the time, she's too honest. And so she retreats and people think she's mysterious. The mystery is something that people read into her. Every friend has a completely different view of her, that's how complex she is. That's the canvas.”
Greta Garbo photographed by Cecil Beaton c. 1946
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