A rare photo of Marilyn taken in New York City, 1960.
Ann Blyth in a promotional still for Mr. Peabody and the Mermaid, 1948.
Lock me in your arms forever
That’s the place I want to be
So anyone can see
That I belong to you
And you belong to me
This brings me much joy x
Marilyn Monroe photographed by Andre de Dienes in 1953
The “Queen of the Cakewalk”, Aida Overton Walker addressed Black writers/critics’ disregard for and criticism of the acting profession in a December issue of The Freeman. After first addressing the main topic at hand, she proceeded to suggest proactive steps that could prepare up-and-coming black performers for the stage. Below is an excerpt from her article:
"I have stated that we ought to strive to produce great actors and actresses; by this I do not mean that all our men and women who possess talent for the stage should commence the study of Shakespeare’s works. Already, too many of our people wish to master Shakespeare, which is really a ridiculous notion. There are characteristics and natural tendencies in our own people which make as beautiful studies for the stage as any to be found in the make-up of any other race, and perhaps far more. By carefully studying our own graces, we learn to appreciate the noble and the beautiful in ourselves, just as other people have discovered the graces and beauty in themselves from studying and acting that which is noble in them. Unless we learn the lesson of self-appreciating and practice it, we shall spend our lives imitating other people and depreciating ourselves. There is nothing equal to originality, and I think much time is lost in trying to do something that has been done and "overdone," much better than you will be able to do it."
The Freeman (Dec. 28, 1912) - Link
Luis Ricardo Falero- The Witches Sabbath, 1880
"Stephen Bogart, not yet two years old, learns about movie making from his dad, actor Humphrey Bogart, along with his mom Lauren Bacall, circa 1950 "
Psychedelic girls. Los Angeles, 1967
The dilemma for Anna May Wong was increasingly obvious. Despite her triumph in The Thief of Bagdad and continued good reviews in mediocre productions, her career was stalled in Hollywood. True, she was now a staple in movie magazines, with full-page spreads appearing regularly. But her chances of moving up from supporting or featured player to star were improbable. Production codes against interracial kissing meant that she could not graduate to star billing, even in films with Orientalist themes. Rather, she had to watch as less talented white women took the roles that might have given her more fame, and at least more sympathetic parts. Despite her great beauty, she was cast as a prostitute, an opium dealer, or simply as insignificant color. Her final scenes featured suicide by knife or death by overdose of opium.
Anna May Wong: From Laundryman’s Daughter to Hollywood Legend (Graham Russell Gao Hodges)