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Jul 19, 2014
Robert De Niro, Sr. and Virginia Admiral
Did you know Robert De Niro’s parents were both painters who met in art school?
At [Hans] Hofmann’s summer school, [De Niro] met fellow student Virginia Admiral, whom he married in 1942. The couple moved into a large, airy loft in New York’s Greenwich Village, where they were able to paint. They surrounded themselves with an illustrious circle of friends, including writers Anaïs Nin and Henry Miller, playwright Tennessee Williams, and the actress and famous Berlin dancer Valeska Gert. Admiral and De Niro separated shortly after their son, Robert De Niro, Jr., was born in August 1943.
See also: the documentary Remembering The Artist: Robert De Niro, Sr.
May 19, 2014
Calvin Trillin, About Alice
From Peter Stevenson’s review, “Scenes From a Marriage”:
“About Alice” is an unabashed love letter to Trillin’s wife, Alice, who died in 2001 at the age of 63 while awaiting a heart transplant, after a battle with lung cancer 25 years previously had left her heart weakened by radiation.
When “About Alice” appeared in shorter form in The New Yorker last spring, people couldn’t wait to tell their friends to read it. Trillin had written about a marriage in which neither partner seems to have done any grievous or even subtle harm to the other. It was as if he had traveled out beyond familiar territory and brought back a moon rock, something worthy of preserving.
And you could tell: he and Alice had a ball. Weeks after their first meeting, he pursued her to another party: “At the second party, I did get to talk to her quite a lot. … Recalling that party in later years, Alice would sometimes say, ‘You have never again been as funny as you were that night.’
“ ‘You mean I peaked in December of 1963?’ I’d say, 20 or even 30 years later.
“ ‘I’m afraid so.’ ”
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Jul 23, 2013
» Eduardo Galeano: 'My wife has these beautiful dreams'
Most mornings it’s the same. At the breakfast table Uruguayan-born author, Eduardo Galeano, 72, and his wife, Helena Villagra, discuss their dreams from the night before. “Mine are always stupid,” says Galeano. “Usually I don’t remember them and when I do, they are about silly things like missing planes and bureaucratic troubles. But my wife has these beautiful dreams.”
One night she dreamt they were at an airport where all the passengers were carrying the pillows they had slept on the night before. Before they could board officials would run their pillows into a machine that would extract the dreams from the night before and make sure there was nothing subversive in them. When she told him he was embarrassed about the banality of his own. “It’s shaming, really.”
May 29, 2013
Apr 24, 2013
Every hipster couple in Austin, Texas owes Paul and Linda McCartney royalties.
Feb 20, 2013
One of the great under-narrrated pleasures of living: long-term fidelity & love.
Feb 16, 2013
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Aug 05, 2012
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