Hello, I'm Rachel.
Lady biographer. New Mexican tumbleweed blown east to skyscraper country.
Currently: I am working on a book about F. Scott Fitzgerald, Sheilah Graham, and Hollywood in the 1930s. It will also contain a lot of drinking, powder blue suits, dances at the Cocoanut Grove, gossip columns, crazy ladies, secret Jews, film lot moguls, and Dorothy Parker quips at funerals. If the world is still around then, it should be out from Random House around 2014. So let's hope the Mayans were wrong.
If you want to say hi please do. Or find me in short form, here.
1:31 PM
31st October 2007
Rachael Dunville is one of my favorite new photographers. Her solo show just ended at Chelsea’s Peer Gallery, but you can find her at http://www.rachaeldunville.com. This shot is from Springtown, a show she put together filled with photos from her hometown of Springfield, Missouri. Most of the photos are sexual in some way, with a lot of forlorn couples and a lot of exposed skin. It’s all very Mary Ellen Mark, let-my-eyes-pierce-your-soul kind of photography.
