1950s pinup model Bettie Page dies in LA at 85

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Cut and Paste

LOS ANGELES -- Bettie Page, the 1950s secretary-turned-model whose controversial photographs in skimpy attire or none at all helped set the stage for the 1960s sexual revolution, died Thursday. She was 85.
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"She captured the imagination of a generation of men and women with her free spirit and unabashed sensuality," Roesler said. "She is the embodiment of beauty."
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Page mysteriously disappeared from the public eye for decades, during which time she battled mental illness and became a born-again Christian.
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After resurfacing in the 1990s, she occasionally granted interviews but refused to allow her picture to be taken.
"I don't want to be photographed in my old age," she told an interviewer in 1998. "I feel the same way with old movie stars. ... It makes me sad. We want to remember them when they were young."
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The 21st century indeed had people remembering her just as she was. She became the subject of songs, biographies, Web sites, comic books, movies and documentaries. A new generation of fans bought thousands of copies of her photos, and some feminists hailed her as a pioneer of women's liberation.


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[the mingo]

She's gone. Bye, Betty. You always magnified the man in me and made me know it. I loved you.

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I never knew her name till last year but I knew her as a pubsecent following my dad around as we made our way from one auto repair shop to another selling rebuilt generators and starters in the 1950’s. How many times I saw her hanging on a wall. How many times she appeared in my fantascies.

Rest in peace Bettie.
I will always love you
In my careless fashion
As a solipsizer of women.

[UMBERTO UMBERTO]

I saw the Bettie Page film-- it could have been worse.

The actress was skilled at catching the weird whiff of pin-up sex mixed with born-again Christianity. Also the portrayal of BP's chief promotor, a sweating, somewhat uncomfortable man and his female accomplice, was well-acted and directed.

The best thing I ever saw about Bettie Page was an interview in about 1995. She said:

"People ask me to go on tv and to appear in magazines but I will not do that. Try to remember me as I was . . ."

Unfortunatly, Dave Stevens, a very fine cartoonist and comix artist, died far too young lately. In his graphic novel THE ROCKETEER ( made into a flamingly entertaining and stylish film), Bettie Page was his hero, Cliff Secord's, girlfriend . . .

( Flickr site with two pages from Stevens's book, featuring Bettie Page as a character . . .)


http://www.flickr.com/photos/99796131@N00/43527957/


DAVE STEVENS website:

http://www.davestevens.com/

Another drawing of Bettie Page by Dave Stevens:

http://www.davestevens.com/html/sketch_012.html




--UU

[gypsyjoker]

The blond bitch

flashed him her hungry smile

her Joan Crawford fuck me smile

she wanted the one man she could not control

pity he turned out to be Agamemnon

Once again I thank you for your attention to my compulsive typing.

I thought I got back to you on this one.

I apologize for the late reply.

You have been much on my mind the past week or so.

I been having one of those conversations in my head with judih about the pencil or charcoal portrait you did of Virginia W.

This should be the last reply in series. Man I used to have a complete set of the works of Von Neuman, I wish I could remember the Sigma formula for an infinite series.

Perhaps the next reply will be more connected to the subject of this thread and your reply about Dave Stevens. I knew of him but only through surfing Bettie Page. The mystery woman of my pubescent nightmares.

I love my dreams good, bad or indifferent.

It is cheap entertainment.

more to follow
please feel free to interject at any time.
thank you for reading along.
I am using Firefox now thanks to a friendly hint from cecil.
hopefully it will not be so painful on your weary old professor's eyes.
though you have never complained

kind herr professor

sincerely
still trucking et al

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Von Neumann's infinite series

Nothing to do with Von Neumann except for a scene in The Bell Jar where she is in the apartment of a MIT math professor. She is browsing through his books with the mathematical formulas set artistically on the page like a poem.

I imagine an infinite series of lovers,

using a series of nudes you painted.

I can not imagine how it would be to look at a woman's body like that.

I imagine it impaled on the end of my fork.

Long day, I have lost all connection to my typing, dam near automatic the words appear almost simultaneously in my inner ear as I see them appear hear.

I am so wasted I have aphasia

I will have to read this later to see what I wrote. I am pretty sure it does not have much to do with Betty Paige except for the solipsism of women.

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not much more to say
not much of a series.

just thinking as a child again
about their power over me

and as an adult their existence as the other who I long for and dread.

barbie dolls
I have solipsized from the flesh and blood women I have loved.

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If ever I wanted to delete a thread it is most of this one up to UU's reply