To read some of the names of the Lost Generation group (a loosely defined group at best) it amazes one that all of these then, or later, well-known artists and writers were in Paris at the same time, interacting with each other. Names such as Hemmingway, F. Scott Fitzgerald, Ford Maddox Ford, John Dos Passos, Sherwood Anderson, and T. S. Elliot. Picasso was there. So was Cole Porter.
The story of Gerald and Sara Murphy as socialites, artists and friends of the writers and authors of the Lost Generation is a truly interesting story. Sara’s father was wealthy and Gerald’s father was the owner of the Mark Cross Company. The following blurb was from an interesting article written by Wendy Goodman and published in the July 12, 2006 New York Times Magazine:
Gerald and Sara married in 1915, eleven years after that party, and became the kind of couple that seems invented for fiction: worldly, artistic, bohemian, glamorous. Years later, their friend F. Scott Fitzgerald would use them as the model for Dick and Nicole Driver in Tender Is the Night. They spent the twenties living on the Riviera with their three children. They bought a house in Cap d’Antibes, remodeled it, and named it Villa America. Gerald painted and exhibited in Paris at the Salon des Independents in 1925, and had a posthumous retrospective at the Museum of Modern Art in 1974, and the couple entertained their luminary friends: Fitzgerald, Ernest Hemingway, Jean Cocteau, Cole Porter. But in 1933, when Europe began to roil and their son Patrick was diagnosed with tuberculosis, they came back to the U.S. and Gerald ran the leather-goods company Mark Cross, which his father had founded.
Gerald Murphy and Picasso
The Murphy’s story is a compelling story. For a short essay about them go to:
If you are interested in this time period, Paris or the Lost Generations, some of the books I read are as follows:
A Movable Feast By Ernest HemmingwayEverybody Was So Young By Amanda Vail
Memoirs of Montparnasse By John Glassco
That Summer in Paris By Morley Callahan
Tender is the Night F. Scott Fitzgerald
The Crazy Years, Paris in the 1920’s William Wiser.
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