Posts Tagged: Alastair

18 books for 2018

Three Marcels, two Nutters and a Sissi: imaginary lives and lives beyond imagining.

18 books for 2018

Three Marcels, two Nutters and a Sissi: imaginary lives and lives beyond imagining.

Circles: Fanny zu Reventlow

The “Cosmic Countess” serves as a fairly arbitrary mid-point around which to gather some of the key figures who made the Bavarian capital one of Europe’s most exciting, progressive cities at the beginning of the 20th century.

Circles: Fanny zu Reventlow

The “Cosmic Countess” serves as a fairly arbitrary mid-point around which to gather some of the key figures who made the Bavarian capital one of Europe’s most exciting, progressive cities at the beginning of the 20th century.

Places: Schleißheim

Complaining about the lack of conventional narrative in Last Year at Marienbad is like standing in front of a Pollock and asking where the basket of fruit is.

Places: Schleißheim

Complaining about the lack of conventional narrative in Last Year at Marienbad is like standing in front of a Pollock and asking where the basket of fruit is.

Alastair on film

It is difficult to imagine Alastair – the evanescent being who even in his heyday was little known to the public, who viewed the 1890s through the prism of the 1920s – even existing in the 1960s, let alone turning up on television.

Alastair on film

It is difficult to imagine Alastair – the evanescent being who even in his heyday was little known to the public, who viewed the 1890s through the prism of the 1920s – even existing in the 1960s, let alone turning up on television.

Catching up

Body Sweats, a collection of writings by Baroness Elsa von Freytag-Loringhoven, is a capital B capital D Big Deal in the shadow world of Strange Flowers. I’ve leafed through 2011’s back pages to see what else I’ve missed (or in some cases, forgotten) of the year’s books.

Catching up

Body Sweats, a collection of writings by Baroness Elsa von Freytag-Loringhoven, is a capital B capital D Big Deal in the shadow world of Strange Flowers. I’ve leafed through 2011’s back pages to see what else I’ve missed (or in some cases, forgotten) of the year’s books.

A German miscellany

The documentary just shown on German TV about Weimar Berlin included Lotte Lenya singing a mesmerising “Seeräuber Jenny” and a rare glimpse of Valeska Gert’s infamous grotesque dances.

A German miscellany

The documentary just shown on German TV about Weimar Berlin included Lotte Lenya singing a mesmerising “Seeräuber Jenny” and a rare glimpse of Valeska Gert’s infamous grotesque dances.

Always yes

If you’re wearing a bra while reading this (and you know what? you don’t have to tell me – Strange Flowers’ Market Research department respects boundaries)…anyway, if you’re wearing a bra as opposed to, oh, a whalebone corset, you should thank Caresse Crosby.

Always yes

If you’re wearing a bra while reading this (and you know what? you don’t have to tell me – Strange Flowers’ Market Research department respects boundaries)…anyway, if you’re wearing a bra as opposed to, oh, a whalebone corset, you should thank Caresse Crosby.

A Casati family tree

Casati claimed to be her own work of art, but it was a work with its own set of influences. Her crepuscular glamour, for instance, owed much to Elisabeth of Austria and her cousin Ludwig II and she vied with Montesquiou as the Countess de Castiglione’s posthumous BFF.

A Casati family tree

Casati claimed to be her own work of art, but it was a work with its own set of influences. Her crepuscular glamour, for instance, owed much to Elisabeth of Austria and her cousin Ludwig II and she vied with Montesquiou as the Countess de Castiglione’s posthumous BFF.

Dress-down Friday: Alastair

To describe Alastair as precious is like saying Isadora Duncan accessorised poorly…The German illustrator, born in 1887, known to his circle as Hanaël and to his passport as Hans-Henning von Voigt, was a singular creation as affected as his art and as artificial as his alias.

Dress-down Friday: Alastair

To describe Alastair as precious is like saying Isadora Duncan accessorised poorly…The German illustrator, born in 1887, known to his circle as Hanaël and to his passport as Hans-Henning von Voigt, was a singular creation as affected as his art and as artificial as his alias.