Biddy Mason Walks, Poker Alice In Her Prime, Fake News & Rampant Bralessness

 May 22, 2022

Here's a taste of the book we're working on.

"She walked from Mississippi to California behind her slave master’s wagon train, herding the cattle, cooking the meals and caring for her three daughters. Little did she know—or could she hope—she was walking into glory."

—Jana Bommersbach

Daily Whip Out:

"Biddy Mason Walks to The City of Angels."

We'll also be covering Poker Alice. All my life I have seen this photo of her taken at the end of a long run.

I have a hunch she was a looker in her prime. I'm working on a rough of an ambitious painting I want to do, called "Read 'Em And Weep." Tomorrow, perhaps.

Both are from the forthcoming book, "Real Women of the Wild West" due out this fall, including this one from "Sinners, Saints & Survivors":

Daily Scratchboard Whip Out:

"The Supplicant"

   Here's something you don't often see in old photographs.

The Smiler

   As a matter of fact, it's so jarring to our expectations of what an 1800s photograph should look like, it makes us wonder if it's a fake photo! Isn't that interesting?

Daily Whip Out: "Adelita"

Short Term Memory

“I had never seen so much patchwork denim and rampant bralessness in my life.”

—Martin Short, reminiscing about auditioning for Godspell, in 1972

Left to right: Victor Garber, Gilda Radner,

Gerry Salsberg, Martin Short and Eugene Levey

It's News to Me

   For all of you who think the news put forth by the Lamestream Media is fake but that our history is sacrosanct:

"If the news is fake, imagine how bad history is."

—Old Newsman Saying