Decapitated Man, c. 1865.
This is from the upcoming ICP exhibition “America and the Tintype.” This is the most morbid of the bunch but I am oddly fascinated by it. Someone in 1865 was hilarious.
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Decapitated Man, c. 1865.
This is from the upcoming ICP exhibition “America and the Tintype.” This is the most morbid of the bunch but I am oddly fascinated by it. Someone in 1865 was hilarious.
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