"Writing to Gertrude Stein in the summer of 1926, he [George Platt Lynes] gave this description of himself: 'Picture me being oh-so-pastoral this summer in the meadows of Connecticut. Here I am completely rural. Sunshine is giving me that well-reputed tan. Surrounded by extraordinarily shaped near-mountains, coveted EARLY AMERICAN furniture, red and white mooley cows, and every known variety of stupidity, I am becoming muscular and disgustingly healthy.' Perhaps the masculine Stein enjoyed this kind of society-girl letter. Somehow one doubts it."
It's funny how you come across things. After finishing the Ballets Russes documentary, I wanted more. Wandering my favorite place, The Providence Public Library, I found a book full of gorgeous photos of the company all shot by George Platt Lynes. I needed more. I found the above biography and am in the middle of an obsession. The art scene of New York in the Great Deprssion/Pre WWII time facinates me, and Platt Lynes was front and center.
ps...Lisa from A Bloomsbury Life (a blog I hold close to my heart) gave me a nod!