Alchemists took great pleasure in studying what came before.

If I've had past lives, and I feel that I have, I was an alchemist in one of them. I probably wasted a lot of time chasing after imposs...

The Sorrows of Satan

I love the look and color of these automobiles. . .

This is a lovely illustration by August Reseller from 1911 of a lion getting the royal treatment. 28 years later, Bert Lahr's Cowardly ...

If you want to visit Cuba, you better do it soon before President Trump cuts you off and sends you to the principal's office. Actually,...

Any of you oldsters remember this guy? Buffalo Bob Smith and his little protege Howdy Doody ruled the peanut gallery with an ironic fist, w...

This blog is not extinct, it's just taking an extended break. After all, we have 20 thousand million years ahead of us, so hang in ther...

Early George Barr work from an early fanzine . . .

Much of early 20th century advertising art can be considered kitsch — gaudy, tacky, however one defines the term. And yet, as 'art for ...

It used to be that collectors of books would paste an 'ex libris' label in each of their lovely acquisitions. Basically it was ...

He knows what needs to be done . . .

It's not officially summer where I am, but it's starting to feel like it. Here's a toast to sweet summer nights to come! ...

Once upon a time, these terra cotta winged horses stood at the height of an Etruscan temple, symbolizing strength and, for what it was wort...

This was a sweet little graphic for a sweet little product, circa 1913. I sincerely wish that transportation had not progressed beyond th...

Even for star lore and mythology, this piece seems rather enigmatic, which of course is part of its appeal. Art by Julius Diez, circa...

"Daddy, daddy, look up there at the shape of the clouds! I see a ducky and a frog! What do YOU see? "Well, I see, um, well......

Pretty much all of us first got to 'know' Superman in some manner from his many incarnations as envisioned in comic books, painti...

This is an 1896 painting by Alfred East called Idyll of Spring. You know what? I like idyllic paintings . . .