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We've seen the great characterization work of Florence Scovel Shinn and others uploaded into this blog, and while such realistic portrayals of our fellow man by equally competent illustrators continued -- and I'll get to them for certain later on -- I want to document what happened at the beginning of the slide to the simpering smiling faces we've been subjected to in all forms of advertising and sales promotion. This is an ad produced for the Pontiac division of General Motors which appeared in print in 1944.
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G.I. Joe, from Central Casting. For an image of what dogfaces really looked like in their battle gear, see the work of Bill Mauldin.
His identical twin in the U.S. Marine Corps
Another handsome devil of a male model posing as a merchant mariner. I have never in my life seen a tassel on a navy watch cap worn by an American.
Of course all the members of the Women's Army Corps (WACs) were as fetching as this female model.
And Lord knows how much we love nurses, this lovely creature an angel indeed.
In Childhood's Happy Hour

Another of my favorites is Florence Scovel Shinn, 1871-1940. She obviously didn't feel compelled to scratch away with her pen in homage to Gibson. She, too, will reappear in these postings at a later date. She became famous in a later career as a motivational writer and speaker.
She was one of four wives of the notorious Ashcan School painter Everett Shinn 1876-1953.
I've added color tint blocks to the illustrations.
Drawing courtesy of Leif Peng and Today's Inspiration. In this link he pays tribute to the life of Barbara Bradley, whom I met when a member of the San Francisco Society of Illustrators during our nine years in Sonoma County. Barbara had paid her dues working at the Charles E. Cooper Studios in New York City in the Golden Age of American magazine illustration, working alongside the heavy hitters of that glorious time.
This remarkable woman also had been director of the School of Illustration at the Academy of Art University in San Francisco for 25 years before her fabulous life and that of her husband were cut short in an automobile accident.on 2 May of this year.
Photo courtesy of the Academy of Art University. There is a link above to a eulogy entitled Thank You, Barbara Bradley that was published as a keepsake for her family by those who knew and loved her.
Today's Inspiration
I am so remiss in not posting about Leif Peng, a Toronto-based illustrator who has done so much to introduce thousands of viewers to the best of mid-19th century illustration that I have to interrupt here and now to do what I should have done long ago. He has more visuals and information about these talented souls than I could ever hope to post for you.
Check out his introductory blog here at this link.
Then find your way to his Today's Inspiration.
She studied art at the Pennsylvania Academy of Fine Arts from 1889 to 1897. There that she met her future, but younger, husband, the soon-to-be famous painter of the "Ashcan School*" Everett Shinn. Although Florence received a first-class education at the Academy, her pen and ink drawings are all her own and what she did for a livelihood until she began to write and publish inspirational literature.
Everett Shinn, 1876-1953
Shinn began his career as an illustrator. This is from a piece in Scribner's Monthly Magazine for April 1902
entitled How Easter Comes to the City. The link, above, connects to his more celebrated work.
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*On a personal note, I had the good fortune to study with Harold Irving Smith, a portrait painter and illustrator who had himself studied with Robert Henri and George Luks, two members of the "famous eight" of the Ashcan School.
"We used to go to school together." Note the curious footgear for walking through snow and slush.
"Her name is Molly -- Molly Brown." These were drawings of cute kids, pretty much in vogue at the time.
However, it's only one side of the talented Charlotte Harding.
"Evening play-centers." This has the same feeling of the photos of reformer Jacob Riis.
"A mob of boys . . . began to unload the wagon in double-quick time." Slum kids trying to survive.
"At the noon hour," from A New Occupation (The Welfare Manager) by Lillie Hamilton French in the Century Magazine for November 1904.
"The village above the towering chimneys." This is as good a drawing as any done in that period, in my opinion. It's social realism all right. Factory work wasn't a walk in the park for families in those days of callous indifference to the plight of the poor.
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