Uhu Magazin

I see that the back issues of the German magazine Uhu (1924 to 1934) have been digitized and are available at arthistoricum.net. Some good reading for those interested in the era.

The image above is the cover of the October 1930 issue, which includes a piece by Heinrich Hauser about his early life, the first in a series of articles about how young people lived during the Weimar Republic.

Aside: Archive.org has a copy of Hauser’s My Farm on the Mississippi.

A Review of Lulu xPress

I was intrigued when I heard that Lulu had created a Shopify app that allows publishers to accept single, print-on-demand orders through their own web sites.

I spent some time and money setting up and ordering samples of several titles. To save others the trouble of conducting similar experiments I shared the results in this, my first YouTube video:

The short answer is that all of the matte covers were badly curled — absolutely unsaleable. I uninstalled the Lulu xPress app in Shopify and will sticking with my current printer.

Betrayed by High-Sounding Phrases

Henry Williamson, “I Believe in the Men Who Died,” Daily Express (17 September 1928):

I am standing on a duckboard by a flooded and foul beek in the Salient, listening in the flare-pallid rainy darkness to the cries of tens of thousands of wounded men lost in the morasses of third Ypres. To seek them is to drown with them… The living are still toiling on, homeless and without horizons, doing dreadful things under heaven that none want to do, through the long wet days and the longer nights, the weeks, the months, of a bare, sodden winter out of doors.

The survivors are worn out; some of them, tested beyond breaking point, put the muzzles of their rifles in their mouths, in the darkness of the terrible nights, and pull the trigger.

Those at home, sitting in armchairs and talking proudly of patriotism and heroism, will never realise the bitter contempt and scorn the soldiers have for these and other abstractions; the soldiers feel they have been betrayed by the high-sounding phrases that heralded the war, for they know that the enemy soldiers are the same men as themselves, suffering and disillusioned in exactly the same way…

And in the stupendous roar and light-blast of the final barrage that broke the Hindenburg line I see only one thing, which grows radiant before my eyes until it fills all my world: the sight of a Saxon boy half crushed under a shattered tank, moaning ‘Mutter, Mutter, Mutter’, out of ghastly grey lips. A British soldier, wounded in the leg, and sitting nearby, hears the words, and, dragging himself to the dying boy, takes his cold hand and says: ‘All right, son, it’s all right. Mother’s here with you.’

Frederick Varley, For What? (1917-1919)

Lesser Ury

Lesser Ury, Abend im Café Bauer (1898)
Lesser Ury, Holländische Landschaft (1913)
Lesser Ury, Berliner Strassenszene (1921)
Lesser Ury, Hochbahnhof Bülowstraße (1922)

Leo Lesser Ury was born on this day in 1861.

Note to self: A number of Adolph Donath’s articles about Ury from Der Kunstwanderer have been digitized by the Universitätsbibliothek Heidelberg. Martin Buber also included a section on Ury in his book about Jewish artists (Berlin: Juedischer Verlag, 1903), pp. 45-71.