Illustrating at a Social Distance: On Beardsley, Wilde, and ‘Salome’
Maybe Beardsley’s illustrations are divergent because he, like everybody else, couldn’t quite understand what Wilde was going for in the play.
Abby Walthausen's writing has appeared in The Public Domain Review, The Paris Review Daily, The Atlantic, Zocalo Public Square, Atlas Obscura, Common-place, Mutha, Extra Crispy, LARB, Electric Literature, and LitHub. Fictional work has been published by Gigantic, Vol. 1 Brooklyn, the Made in LA anthology, Santa Monica Review, Gulf Stream, and is forthcoming in Sycamore Review . She lives in Echo Park, Los Angeles where she guides a tour about twentieth-century printmaker Paul Landacre, and is at work on a novel, ST. CYR.
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