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Showing posts with label Josephine Baker. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Josephine Baker. Show all posts
Monday, 11 November 2019
Saturday, 3 June 2017
A vision in Marabou
"I shall dance all my life... I would like to die, breathless, spent, at the end of a dance."
Josephine Baker (born Freda Josephine McDonald, 3rd June 1906 – 12th April 1975)
Thursday, 4 December 2014
Me, Cheetah
Osa Johnson
Brigitte Helm
Tippi Hedren
Bettie Page
Josephine Baker
Phyllis Gordon
It's International Cheetah Day!
Apparently.
Wednesday, 7 November 2012
Style was a great thing
Diana Vreeland's description of Josephine Baker's exit from a theatre where she had been in the audience with her pet cheetah Chiquita:
"She was alone with the cheetah on a lead. She was so beautifully dressed. She was wearing a marvelous little short black skirt and a little Vionnet shirt – no sleeves, no back, no front, just crossed bars on the bias. Don’t forget how hot it was, and of couse the great thing was to get out of this theatre we were in. The cheetah, naturally, took the lead, and Josephine, with those long black legs, was dragged down three flights of stairs as fast as she could go, and that was fast.Josephine Baker (3rd June 1906 – 12th April 1975)
Out in the street there was an enormous white-and-silver Rolls-Royce waiting for her. The driven opened the door; she let go of the lead; the cheetah whooped, took one leap into the back of the Rolls, with Josephine right behind; the door closed… and they were off!
Ah! What a gesture! I’ve never seen anything like it. It was speed at its best, and style. Style was a great thing in those days.”
Wednesday, 29 February 2012
"I was the instrument that I must care for"
"A violinist had a violin, a painter his palette. All I had was myself. I was the instrument that I must care for."
"Beautiful? It's all a question of luck. I was born with good legs. As for the rest... beautiful, no. Amusing, yes."
"I like Frenchmen very much, because even when they insult you they do it so nicely."
"I improvised, crazed by the music. . . . Even my teeth and eyes burned with fever. Each time I leaped I seemed to touch the sky and when I regained earth it seemed to be mine alone."
"I wasn't really naked. I simply didn't have any clothes on."
Josephine Baker (3rd June 1906 – 12th April 1975)
Read my previous blogs about the grand dame over at Give 'em the old Razzle Dazzle here and here
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