Great article from Ephemeral NY…
“Well-bred people are no fun to paint,” Reginald Marsh once reportedly said.
Known for his exaggerated, carnival-like paintings of crowds of showgirls, shoppers, and Coney Island beach-goers, Marsh was deeply taken by the forgotten men of 1930s New York—casualties of the Depression who gathered at bars and on breadlines.
The men either look away, leaning against the bar like it’s a lifeboat, or leer at a lone woman.
Hmm . . . what would Marsh think of this same corner 86 years later, with the High Line and art galleries drawing the well-bred people who never made it into his sketchbook?
[Second image: Google]