Showing posts with label Siegfried. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Siegfried. Show all posts

Wednesday, July 19, 2017

A Mouse at the Opera: Julian de Miskey Proposed New Yorker Cover Art

These days the New Yorker's covers generally don't venture into the opera house. In the early decades of the magazine, though, the cover art frequently took a seriocomic look at the spectacle of grand opera—and the grander the better. Productions, often at the Old Met, including their full complement of cast, crew, and audience were fair game as cover subjects. A proposed cover by the talented Julian de Miskey offers a backstage view of the heldentenor's dressing room at a production of "Siegfried." We are delighted to see that the singer, in full costume as Siegfried, the quintessential Wagnerian hero, has been bested by a tiny mouse.

The paper bears evidence of folding into three parts, as if it were a letter that at one time had been put neatly into an envelope. This shows the widespread casual attitude of artist and editors to concept art that was not destined for publication. No doubt they would have been more careful had they foreseen a time when this rejected cover proposal would be offered for sale by a leading bookseller for $2,500.

Julian de Miskey proposed New Yorker cover art

Julian De Miskey
James Cummins, Bookseller Listing as of July 16, 2017


Note:  This is Julian de Miskey's first appearance here on the blog.


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Sunday, December 30, 2012

Ronald Searle: They Don't Make 'Em Like That Anymore

Ronald Searle passed away one year ago today in Draguignan, France. His talents were unique, which prompts me to make the trite yet absolutely correct observation, "They don't make 'em like that anymore!"

I think we can let Mr. Searle illustrate this point for himself with a marvelous, over-the-top depiction of a Wagnerian soprano delivering the goods as only she can in a production of, apparently, Siegfried. Sorry for all the scanning artifact. Anyway, it ain't over till the fat lady sings, to use a second cliche, and now it's indeed over. Hojotoho!


Ronald Searle, They Don't Make Them Like That Anymore, 1978
Town & Country, October 1978
Ronald Searle in Perspective, Boston: The Atlantic Monthly Press, 1983, Page 132-133

For the record, the dragon Fafner is slain by Siegfried before Brünnhilde is awakened from her sleep in the magic fire, so I don't think this is really a scene from the opera. I know you were concerned too.


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I've always known the phrase to be "They don't make 'em like that anymore" without the full "them" that Searle uses. I certainly got this idea from the Broadway musical How Now, Dow Jones (1967), which was standard musical fare in our home back in the day. Say, was there any other good music around at the time?

"They Don't Make 'Em Like That Anymore"
"How Now, Dow Jones" (1967)
Marilyn Mason and Brenda Vaccaro
Elmer Bernstein, Music
Carolyn Leigh, Lyrics



"How Now, Dow Jones"
Playbill



Image added December 26, 2015

Marilyn Mason, Tony Roberts, Brenda Vaccaro, and Company
"How Now, Dow Jones"

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