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Anna May Wong by Carl Van Vechten, April 1932
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Nice sandals!
I never knew Edward Carpenter lived in Guildford just above the station…but here he is in his writing ‘hut’ in the 1920s.
You’d not know that now, and with Guildford not even having a gay bar nowadays his history is pretty much hidden. He died there in 1929.
And sweetly and amazingly not only is his lover George Merill buried with him, the gravestone mentions their 40 years together, how radical is that for 1929?!?
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May I present to you Mr Alvin Langdon Coburn, photographer.
“My aim in photography is always to convey a mood and not to impart local information. This is not an easy matter, for the camera if left to its own devices will simply impart local information to the exclusiveness of everything else.”
Photographed GBS in the nude, Rodin, Walt Whitman, Edward Carpenter…are you noticing a trend here? All I need is a link to F Holland Day and Gibran and the circle is complete.
EDIT: F Holland Day was his cousin. FFS! It’s so incestuous…he was also married but with that lineage/peer-daddy group, who really knows…
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ca. 1855, [Portrait of Daniel Gilbert and Betson Gordon]
via the Daniel Weber Collection at George Eastman House on Flickr
Victorians had bromance so hard to ascribe a gay context, but this is pretty queer 🙂
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with the cape it makes me think more of a gay superhero. WILDEMAN IS HERE! Or would it be Dorian Gray, whose double life is as the immortal Prettyboy who uses his good looks to knock villains out?
Photograph of Oscar Wilde by Napoleon Sarony.
I remember seeing this picture posted in a blog (I think in Dolly Macabre) with the caption “Wilde’s got swag.” Now, whenever I see a picture of Wilde, that’s all I can think of… XD;;;
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Count von Gleichen
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Here comes trouble…(well for Oscar anyhoos). Wonder if his brother was gay too?
Lord Alfred “Bosie” Douglas and Francis Douglas
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Love it, wilde for it in fact 😉
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This man would do very well on the bear scene today…just saying!
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Ol’ Oscar. Did you know he was rumoured to have nothing but a beautiful blue chinese vases with lillies in them in his rooms at Oxford – I think certainly he decorated his room with those, but that rumour made me think of a bare room with nothing but a single vase, Dorian Gray style…where all one needed was art.