October 25th, 2012 / 10:39 amA D Jameson
Is this Borges? Meaning Jorge Luis Borges?
My pal Elf came across this picture, in poster form, at the school where he works. (Here is is for sale online.)
Anyone know the story behind it? Did JLB have something to do with it, or does it refer to some other Borges?
(I found this thread debating it, but it’s hardly conclusive.)
Tags: jorge luis borges
I don’t know but I now A. want to transfer to Elf’s school and B. wish I had more excuses to Google authors “ice skating,” because that’s basically what he’s doing, I guess, kinda. Any idea what it says under his name there? Might prove useful in your research, man.
It reads, “Place de la Concorde,” which is where the photo was taken. Sorry to have omitted that!
My own suspicion is that this has nothing to do with Jorge Luis Borges, and is a photo of or by some other Borges—but I can’t be certain.
I will say that the other thread made me instantly want to go running back to the space-aged wide open discourse of the HTMLGIANT comment boards. Phew, that’s much better.
If–as seems likely from links at that thread–the photographer’s name was “Borges” (and that name got attached to that image even as early as the ’30s, thanks to how cool the picture was seen to be then??), then that’s the labeling principle, right?
–and the ‘Jorge Luis Borges ice-blocking on the boulevard’ story, while fun and, I guess, Magrittey, is moon-landing-in-Nevada, born-in-Nairobi grade rumor-crack.
[By the way, the guy isn’t really ice skating, is he? He’s, eh, street-ice-block-skiing – by a ‘water-skiing’ analogy.]
Wasbach there is rude, but I admire his insistence on documentation.
Owned by Getty, via Keystone. It doesn’t say anything about Borges, and I feel like the stock photo folks would have kept track of that. And it doesn’t look like him, really.
“Borges’s father died in 1938. This was a tragedy for the writer as the two were very close. On Christmas Eve that year, Borges suffered a severe head injury; during treatment, he nearly died of septicemia. While recovering from the accident, Borges began playing with a new style of writing for which he would become famous.” (Wikipedia)
Maybe this is the photo PRECEDING his severe head injury?!
Maybe it’s how he received the severe head injury?
My guess is that the photographer’s name was Borges, and this photo has nothing to do with JLB. And I think that because it seems to me that if JLB was involved with this photo, then it would be easy to find evidence of it—like, it would be a well-known photo of him…
But stranger things have happened. For instance, I don’t think I’ve ever been able to find out conclusively whether that photo of Albert Einstein sticking out his tongue is a fake or the genuine article. (I’ve heard sincere arguments made for both, and have never bothered spending the time to track down the truth, assuming that truth is trackable.)
Also, the moon landing photos. No way can they be real…
Oh, postibreakup commented on the photo itself, pointing out this book:
I looked for a copy in the I-Share catalog, but couldn’t find one there. Elf found copies at Princeton’s Library, as well as at U-Mass Amherst. The next time he’s near one of those schools, he’s going to try strolling into their libraries and see whether he can’t peek at the book…
I think each week someone should post something mysterious that needs answering and everyone around should then assemble to answer it. A D perhaps it’s a weekly column that writes itself? This has been golden.
Excellent idea! I will try to do more of this.
Putting this up reminded me of this older post. As I explain there, I had intended to call on the powers of the internet to help me figure out what a particular song it was, but then Jeremy M. Davies went and found it before I could finish & post it.
and so who is the song? what is it?
The telling detail in supposedly ‘outer-space’ pictures of Earth is how spherical they show the planet.
Eliot Weinberbger, whose translation and annotation of Borges’s Complete Non-Fiction won the NBCC a number of years ago, wrote yesterday to say that there’s little chance the photo could be of JLB.
Borges would have been nearly 40 if the photo was taken in ’38. The guy there looks quite a bit younger.
Still, one could imagine Borges doing something like this in Europe before he came back from there in 1921–he was one of the central figures of Ultraismo, a very energetic a-g group centered in Madrid.
nope. the accident was much more silly (read for: banal) than that.
‘Borges had gone to fetch a girl on calle Ayacucho, some five blocks from where he lived at avenida Pueyrredón, in order to accompany her home for dinner with his mother. The elevator was out of order, so he decided to run up the stairs, but in the poor light he knocked his head against a newly painted casement window that had been left open to dry.’
I prefer the Paris Ice-Boot Hypothesis. :)
EX-ACTLY! Besides, everyone knows that the earth is really hollow and inverted. We’re on the inside, as is the sun. This picture CLEARLY proves that:
The post answers that question, and more!
(But it’s Fantastic Everlasting Gobstopper, also known as Death By Chocolate, also known as Angela Faye Tillett.)
(It took me over ten years to find this out.)
So maybe it’s after he suffered the head injury that he decided to go street ice-skating?
Thank you, Kent!
ah! thank you! i should have read in detail the post you linked to in your comment, but alas i did not, regrettably, so sorry
but i did just now read it, and intend to follow every link in it and listen to every listenable as the time fairy allows
so thank you, yes, thank you, and i hope you are having a super-fantastic friday night where-ever (and in whatever timezone) you may be
No problem, mimi! It is always a pleasure to hear from you.
I am in the Central Time Zone, as I am in Chicago. Specifically, I am in the Logan Square neighborhood, in Chicago. Even more specifically, I am in my apartment in the Logan Square neighborhood in Chicago. That’s not very exciting, I know, but I just got home from school, and it was a long day…
[…] other one, the one called Borges, is the one who skates at the Place de la Concorde on blocks of ice. I walk through the streets of the 8th Arrondissement, and stop for a moment, perhaps touristically […]
Because I simply had to.