Showing posts with label Babe Ruth. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Babe Ruth. Show all posts

Sunday, July 8, 2012

Vintage Gloves of Summer











YEARS AGO, I WAS ABLE TO ACTUALLY HOLD IN MY BARE HANDS an actual baseball glove from the immortal Babe Ruth. I know it was his glove because it was in the archive of one of the most prestigious collections of Babe Ruth and other baseball memorabilia in the world. Exactly where, I should not say. All I can say is that the moment was one that I will remember the rest of my life.


As I ever so carefully slid my hand into the same finger slots as The Babe had done some 75 years earlier, the first thing I did was bring the leather mitt to my nose. I wanted to smell the leather. It was aged—but still slightly sweet, and I could sense the smell of infield dust, sweat and authenticity.

I do not think you need to love baseball to love the beauty of these authentic, game-used baseball gloves. They are so human-like, like hands painted by Fernando Botero.

These gloves, some of them quite expensive, were found in one shop on eBay. There, they sell bats, gloves and other rare examples of the baseball world. These gloves are real extensions of someone’s hand, used to dig burning grounders out of the grass or poised to “pop” at an outfield fly. Sweet.


Check out the shop here.

Friday, June 11, 2010

Rare Artist’s Palettes

(Above) Palette of van Gogh.

(Above) Palette of Seurat.

(Above) Palette of Renoir.

(Above) Palette of Moreau.

(Above) Palette of Gauguin.

(Above) Palette of Delacroix.

(Above) Palette of Degas.


WHAT CAN AN ARTIST’S PALETTE tell you about that artist? Possibly a lot. Interesting how Georges Seurat’s palette, so organized with massive amounts of white, makes you feel like you can match the palette to his style. Van Gogh’s palette, thick with paint—showing the struggle and fight of creating his many masterpieces. Delacroix’s palette may be my favorite. The color is so beautifully controlled, and he has dozens of “dark” and restrained colors. And with Gauguin, I wonder, can we see the color of the Tahitian landscape there?

I remember once getting the opportunity to hold in my bare hands one of Babe Ruth’s baseball bats, and one of his gloves. It was a rare and extraordinary experience few can say they have done. How would I feel to hold a palette that was once held by van Gogh or Gauguin? Incredible.

Via The Telegraph.

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