As I routinely do at auction, I was flipping through a stack of Life magazines when I came across a face that stared pointedly out at me. It was a man whom I recognized for…
Uncovering Our History Through The Relics Left Behind
As I routinely do at auction, I was flipping through a stack of Life magazines when I came across a face that stared pointedly out at me. It was a man whom I recognized for…
Sports isn’t exactly my forte. So when I see sports-related items at auction, I usually breeze right past them (unless they’re from the Negro Leagues). I had done just that at an a new auction…
Posted in Black history, and Ephemera/Paper/Documents
In its heyday, Jet magazine was black folks’ ticket to their own world. It confounded the notion that they were lazy, had little to say that anyone cared about, and had never made history of any worth. In…
Posted in Ephemera/Paper/Documents, and Movies
“Don’t show us!” my auction buddy Janet blurted out – very loudly – as the auctioneer pulled out a nudie magazine with a very revealing cover. He was selling a stack of the magazines at auction…
I had never heard of Ellen Pyle until a few months ago, after learning that the Delaware Art Museum in Wilmington was exhibiting some of her original illustrations for the Saturday Evening Post. For me, the…