Fuck Yeah, Hemingway

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malakelezzawy:

Model of the Week : Margaux Hemingway

(February 16, 1954[1] – July 1, 1996) was an American fashion model & actress. Margaux was the granddaughter of writer Ernest Hemingway. 

Tragically beautiful.

Wallace hung himself in 2008; Hemingway shot himself in 1961. Neither of them was able to adequately bear the twin burdens of fame and mental anguish. Here is Hemingway both in his heyday, soaring on the accolades of The Sun Also Rises and A Farewell to Arms, and his decline, precipitated by alcoholism and two airplane crashes that may have well left him with undiagnosed brain injuries. The title is a reference to his beloved boat, the 38-foot Pilar (made in the Wheeler Shipyard of Brooklyn), that served as a vessel for Hemingway’s macho dreams. Those dreams had their casualties, his son Gregory’s painful sexual confusion not the least among them. Howell Raines, the former New York Times editor, was accurate in his recent Washington Post review when he wrote that Hendrickson “issues no free pass to Papa…[giving] the ravaged old man something more honest: a fair summing-up of a life like no other.” It is biography as art, about that forever-lost breed of writer who was equal parts artist and pugilist.

—Alexander Nazaryan, review of Hemingway’s Boat in the Daily News.

jabn:

Capa and Hemingway, by Cornell Capa, 1940

I had to bring this back from the archives

“All of the sadness of the city came suddenly with the first cold rains of winter, and there were no more tops to the high white houses as you walked but only the wet blackness of the street and the closed doors of the small shops, the herb sellers, the stationary and newspaper shops, the midwife— second class—and the hotel where Verlaine had died where I had a room on the top floor where I worked.”

A Moveable Feast 

(Source: thebookishone)

It seemed like a fine philosophy. In five years, I thought, it will seem just as silly as all the other fine philosophies I’ve had.

The Sun Also Rises 

(Source: dalehall22)