Thursday, July 26, 2012
The title says, "Frank book about a famous marriage."
Sinclair Lewis and Dorothy Thompson's
relationships depicted with perspectives to common problems, artistic and marital.
The picture to the left was taken in 1927 when Sinclair was 42, and Dorothy was 33.
Sinclair Lewis was interesting! He ran away when he was 13 wanting to become a drummer in the Spanish-American War. He and his first wife had one son together. They named him Wells Lewis, after H. G. Wells.
Arrowsmith, published in 1925, about a young doctor's attempt to maintain his integrity in a world of commercialism, was awarded a Pulitzer Prize. His next novel, Elmer Gantry, published in 1927, was the story of a revivalist minister. Dodsworth, published in 1929, was an account of a retired automobile manufacturer travelling in Europe. Both books were well-received and in 1930 Lewis became the first American novelist to be awarded the Nobel Prize for Literature. When he received the prize he warned that writers were "still afraid of any literature which is not a glorification of everything American, a glorification of our faults as well as our virtues."
Sadly, Sinclair was an alcoholic. It eventually killed him. He died in Rome, January 10, 1951.
Posted by Marci at 4:52 PM
I found this paper in a French book, Imitation de Jesus Christ. The year on this is 1901, and it's beautiful. It's about 4.5 inches long, by 3.5 inches. The gold on it is shimmery and looks like it was stamped on.
It's speaking of Easter, and interestingly enough, the parish it's listing is in Rome, close to the Trevi Fountain. I wish objects could speak. I want to know how a card from Rome, written in Latin, ends up in a French book in Denmark.
Posted by Marci at 4:08 PM
I swear that's what LANDVASKERI translates to, Country Laundry. Must be a brand name. Here is the Motto:
AXbo is no factory business, but laundry, with each Customer's clothes are treated met largest omih?
See that last word? Somebody scracked with the card and for the life of me I can't get it to translate using every letter feasible. Told you to get used to my made up vocabulary. Scracked it now a word, as in the fabulous word, scrack. So let it be written, so let it be done.
The date is August 31, 1940. Germany had invaded Denmark in the spring of that year, so this is full occupation time. I love the WWII time period. So many leaps in technology. The world became a smaller place in WWII. Borders were crossed, the world became a literal melting pot.
Posted by Marci at 3:33 PM
I love finding bookmarks! And I say that every time I find one, and will continue to do so. It's frustrating because the bold colours aren't fully able to be appreciated in this picture. The black portion is silky smooth, and the flowers are really bright and bold. It's about 6 inches long when you include the thready bottom portion. Yeah, thready. Making up my own words, embrace it people, it's not going away.
Posted by Marci at 3:07 PM