Lot 530
Beerbohm (Max) Count D'Orsay (to Thomas Carlyle): "Tell me, oh tell me the secret of your waistcoats!", 1928.
Hammer Price: £1,000
Description
Beerbohm (Max) Count D'Orsay (to Thomas Carlyle): "Tell me, oh tell me the secret of your waistcoats!", pen and brown-ish black ink, grey-brown and blue wash, on wove paper, signed and dated 'Max/ 1928' lower right, and with further dedication inscribed below, title inscribed upper left, sheet 256 x 204 mm. (10 1/8 x 8 1/16 in), laid onto support, some minor even browning, light surface dirt, under glass, 1928.
Provenance:
Sale. Sotheby's, Amsterdam, European Collections, 28th September 2006, lot 658 (part lot).
⁂ The 19th century dandy, Count D'Orsay, makes a request to the famous Scottish philosopher, Thomas Carlyle. In his autobiographical 'The Works of Max Beerbohm', the artist writes of Count D'Orsay that "[he] was a wayward excessive creature, too fond of life and other follies to achieve real greatness [...] All that is left of D'Orsay's art is a waistcoat and a handful of rings - vain relics of no more value for us than the fiddle of Paganini or the mask of Menischus!".
Description
Beerbohm (Max) Count D'Orsay (to Thomas Carlyle): "Tell me, oh tell me the secret of your waistcoats!", pen and brown-ish black ink, grey-brown and blue wash, on wove paper, signed and dated 'Max/ 1928' lower right, and with further dedication inscribed below, title inscribed upper left, sheet 256 x 204 mm. (10 1/8 x 8 1/16 in), laid onto support, some minor even browning, light surface dirt, under glass, 1928.
Provenance:
Sale. Sotheby's, Amsterdam, European Collections, 28th September 2006, lot 658 (part lot).
⁂ The 19th century dandy, Count D'Orsay, makes a request to the famous Scottish philosopher, Thomas Carlyle. In his autobiographical 'The Works of Max Beerbohm', the artist writes of Count D'Orsay that "[he] was a wayward excessive creature, too fond of life and other follies to achieve real greatness [...] All that is left of D'Orsay's art is a waistcoat and a handful of rings - vain relics of no more value for us than the fiddle of Paganini or the mask of Menischus!".