Friday Photos: True Hollywood Confessions July 1, 2016 by Robert J. Avrech 14 Comments “You see, life goes on without the slightest regard for individual preoccupations. You may take what attitude you like toward it or, like most people, take no attitude at all. It doesn’t matter a darn to life. The ostrich, on much the same principle, buries its head in sand. But just as forces outside the sand ultimately get the ostrich, so life, all the time, is getting you. I’ve found that sometimes you can gamble with life, but that’s about as near as you ever come to beating it.”– Helen Twelvetrees Helen Twelvetrees (1908 –1958) had an unforgettable name. Sadly, she has been almost entirely forgotten. A graduate of the American Academy of Dramatic Arts she came to Hollywood to replace silent actors who were unable or unwilling to make the transition to sound. Her first husband, Clark Twelvetrees, an alcoholic, leaped out of a sixth floor hotel window at a New York party celebrating her Hollywood contract. He bounced off an awning, landed on the running board of a parked car, and survived. Helen paid his hospital bills and then took off for California. In 1930, she starred in “Her Man,” which made her a star. She bought a mansion, hired servants and a limo driver. Though Twelvetrees worked with some of Hollywood’s greatest leading men, Spencer Tracy, Clark Gable, John Barrymore and Robert Taylor, the better roles did not come her way. She was mired in a series of b-movies in which she played the suffering woman fighting for the wrong man. By 1939, her film career was over, and her money gone. She married for the third time and lived in Pennsylvania where she did some Summer stock. A co-worker remembers that she had a fragile psyche, and the “saddest eyes ever seen.” On Valentine’s Day, 1958, Helen Twelvetrees took an overdose of barbiturates. A Beauty Dressing in SummerKitagawa Utamaro, Woodcut-print Fan Ho (1937-2016) Hong Kong photographerLittle Women, 1961 Edward Hopper (1882-1967)Seven A.M.1948Oil on canvas30 3/16 × 40 1/8 in. (76.7 × 101.9 cm) Horst P. HorstVogue 1942Model’s Hands with Jeweled Ring and WatchOriginal caption “Model’s hand wearing a diamond-and-gold wrist-watch and a ring of sapphires, rubies, and diamonds, by Cartier, reaches through a circle of torn paper.” Marlon Brando and Eva Marie Saint, On the Waterfront, 1954. Screenplay by Budd Schulberg. “At an auction held on November 20, 2012, in Geneva, Christie’s auctioned a very rare Patek Philippe Ref. 2499/100 from the personal collection of legendary guitarist Eric Clapton. The watch, manufactured in 1987 as one of only two platinum versions of this reference ever made, has a perpetual calendar, chronograph and moon-phase. It sold at $3,635,808, a new world record price for this reference at auction.” Watchtime. “TV is the toughest medium because there’s more strain, but the theatre requires the most work. Movies are the easiest. You can sip coffee between takes.”—Miriam Hopkins Laurits Andersen RingDanish painter (b. 1854, Ring, d. 1933, Sankt Jřrgensbjerg)“Girl Looking out of a Skylight”1885Oil on canvas, 33 x 29 cmNasjonalgalleriet, Oslo Fan Ho, (1931-2016) Approaching Shadow, 1954 Edvard Munch“Self-Portrait Between The Clock And The Bed”1940-1943oil on canvasDimensions: 120.5 x 149.5 cmThe Munch Museum Jasper Johns“Between the Clock and the Bed”1981Encaustic on canvas, three panels6′ 1/8″ x 10′ 6 3/8″ (183.2 x 321 cm)Museum of Modern Art Edvard Munch’s bedspread. Photograph: Munch Museum Jeff Gusky ‘Where They [Jews] Lived #4’ Cracow, Poland, 2001 “It’s important for me to live by water—you can see the river from my window. I used to live by the ocean in Big Sur, after I moved away from Hollywood in the ’60s. I’d been living in Bel Air when there was that big fire in 1961. Later there was a mudslide. My house washed away; my furs slid down the mountain. The studio gave me a van, and I packed what I could. But I remember all I wanted was a kosher pickle and a pastrami sandwich. So I got this sandwich from a deli, but they were out of pickles. I broke down. The man at the deli said, ‘Lady, what’s so important about a dill pickle?’ But, of course, it wasn’t about the pickle. Afterward, I drove down the coast for a time before pulling over and running naked into the surf. I cleansed myself of Hollywood in the water.”—Kim Novak, as told to Thomas Gebremedhin, WSJ, June 25, 2016 Fan Ho (1937-2016)In Paris, 1953 Robert Motherwell“The Little Spanish Prison” Oil on canvas,1941-4427.25 x 17.125 in. William Michael HarnettAmerican painter (b. 1848, Clonakilty, d. 1892, New York)“Materials for a Leisure Hour”1879Oil on canvas, 38 x 52 cmMuseo Thyssen-Bornemisza, Madrid Sari SrulovitchHavdalah SetSterling Silver Robert J. Avrech“The Invisible Man”Los Angeles2011 Livia Yarden wishes all our friends and relatives a lovely and meaningful Shabbat.