Author Archives: arthipstory

lincoln rocker

lincoln chair

Lincoln was assassinated 150 years ago today in DC’s Ford’s Theater.

The rocker Lincoln was sitting in that night was kept by the feds during investigation of the assassination, and then given back to the theater owner’s widow. She put it up for auction, and it was purchased by Henry Ford in 1929 for a cool twenty-four hundred dollars (a measly $32,000 today). The photo above is a part of the series of its arrival to Dearborn, Michigan.

To celebrate their priceless artifact, and the sesquicentennial of all things Lincoln, the Henry Ford Museum is offering free admission tomorrow, April 15th.

Another Lincoln fun fact? The Surratt Boarding House, the infamous conspirators’  meeting place, is now a Wok ‘n Roll on H Street in Chinatown, like four blocks away. What I love most is Wikipedia touts the location’s available karaoke rooms just as it appearing on the National Register of Historic Places.

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family portrait

henrietta

I was just talking about that portrait gallery Olan Mills last week! How inconveniencing do you think it’d be to bring like, fifty yards of shiny fabric and staple it to an oversized columnar backdrop? And a crown? I have the small dog thing taken care off, but I will need to borrow someone’s Belle dress and two ridiculously-dressed children. I’ll get to the mustached man when I can, but three outta four ain’t bad.

monday finest

charlotte

There’s a lot out there about dressing in one’s Sunday finest, but can we bring back Monday finest? Something that includes voluminous updos. And ruffles. Lots and lots of ruffles.

Queen Charlotte was married to King George III (like, Boston Tea Party antagonist King George). Turns out, she was also pen pals with Marie Antoinette. She even planned for the French royal family to hide out in Britain during the Revolution…you know, before the whole “off with her head” thing.

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rainy day

rainy day

Gustave Caillebotte painted “Paris Street: Rainy Day” at the ripe age of twenty-nine. I’m so inspired at being zero years late to the game that I might just promenade downtown wearing a bustle and an umbrella I will consistently refer to as a parapluie. Yes, I believe I will do just that.

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just watch

Renoir-Lecture-du-rôle-Reims

I have felt this way all day. This feeling of, “Let one more scamp read one more word to me. And watch what will happen. Just you $*@!ing watch.” I will say I wouldn’t turn away the man behind this chick though — I’m all about that mustache.

about that life.

meninas

I need more people to dote on me as I pair pinned-on flowers with a flattering, peplum-enhanced corset dress. And I want to look bored as it happens. I’m talkin’ ho hum bored.

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stare

paul gaugin bored

I sometimes imagine these beautiful women in Tahiti talking in Gauguin’s works.

“Jesus, it’s Paul again. Quick! Look bored.”

“Just stare at that fruit. Stare like your damn life depends on it.”

I also imagine they could go on and on about being twinsies in their matching florals. No contest on the accessories though when girlfriend rocks that halo.

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deliver this, from eva

eva

Give up the ghost, Eva. No dress you design can land me Ryan Gosling. Not a single one. Though I’ll hand it to you: I’m really digging this Gemma Tie-Front Dress (let me know when you need my shipping address!).

tbh

renoir couple

“No, really. I like it when you read over my shoulder. Keep doing that.”

stretch it out

 

If I were to sell my ish for $700, I’d go ahead and make the customer think I did more than shove a canvas into a $35 Michael’s frame. The trick here is make them think I did that.