the icy virago in that film, played by Joan Crawford
Pound enveloped Rattray in a caul of solicitude, offering a long list of contacts on Provençal literature, rantings on the peril of hocking one’s mansion to a Jew, and insane asylum cafeteria food
Pound enveloped Rattray in a caul of solicitude, offering a long list of contacts on Provençal literature, rantings on the peril of hocking one’s mansion to a Jew, and insane asylum cafeteria food
In a mise en abyme of these dyads, the Whitney Museum catalog for the Jeff Koons retrospective included an in situ image of I Could Go for Something Gordon’s
“I assume you drink Martell,” the attractive virago with shining white eyes says. I remember this ad.
