Czech midget showman Baron Richard Nowak, 19, stands 19 inches high & weighs 17 lbs., while posing on pedestal on the midway at the Hamid-Morton Circus next to one of the band’s tuba players. Location: Trenton, NJ, US. Date taken: July 1940. Photographer: John Phillips.
[Top image (uncolorized) found here; caption and bottom photo found here.]
Work by Cuban artist Esterio Segura. The retro sled must’ve been in pretty sad shape to do that to it. At least he could have painted it yellow.
[Images found here, here and here.]
Sci-Fi pulp novels Sinister Void and Captives of Space by Joe Bennett (José Luis Benet Sanchís) with cover art by José Luis (José Luis Macías) circa 1958. Via Google Translate:
“Do you think it’s possible to remedy the chaotic situation in which the ‘vagaspaces’ of the uranium spaceship live?
Alone in the infinite Universe, surrounded by dangers and condemned to ‘brain death’, the anguish acquires a high degree of tension on each page. Science and futuristic fantasy. Situations that you will not be able to endure without being upset because SINISTER VOID is the title that all true lovers of fantasy literature were anxiously awaiting.”
“Surfer Mary Ann Hawkins. The photo was taken by famous surf photographer Doc Ball in Long Beach. The date usually given for the photo is 1938 and there was a flood in Los Angeles area in 1938; however, the license plate on that 1935 Ford looks like a 1936 California plate.”
Fireworks Green Chili, 522 Franklin Street, Hatch, New Mexico.
Closed permanently and demolished, it was located just south of Grajeda’s Motel.
[Found here. Unknown source, location, photographer. Could be AI.]
[Top image found here. The Medieval name for Jeff was Jonah.]
Random tunes to burn your weenies, burgers and buns by.
[Image found in here.]
[via Google Translate:]
BOIXCAR, the Pop Monarch of Space
It was high time we started to clear their minds of all the false information that the usual official critics have been dumping on their naive minds regarding the comics’ past from this Celtiberian homeland.
To this end, the first guest of the new section […] is the idolized cartoonist of the Spanish comic book of the 1950s, Don Guillermo Sánchez Boix, alias Boixcar.
The most conspicuous representatives of What Good Taste Should Be have heaped various kinds of fame on him, denouncing him as subculturally and aesthetically aberrant. Their hatred has only increased because they know he’s the author of the moral melodramas that you’ve been told are fascist. No, no. Just another lie they’ve fed you. A lifetime of putting up with vocational inquisitors, oh my…
The stigma attached to him, as to his entire generation, is that he worked in the lowest-level media, handling the flesh of cheap comics, extracting their pulp and juice. Precisely what I consider a virtue, as do all of you if you’re people of taste. And being fascist, and pernicious, and practicing uninteresting comics. Pure lies.
[More at the source.]
Tacky Raccoons 