Valentine boxes evoke childhood memories

February 2024

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Valentine boxes evoke childhood memories

by Donald-Brian Johnson

Here’s a memory-jogger: it’s Valentine’s Day in mid-20th century America, and across the country, nearly every elementary school classroom has something in common. Atop each weatherbeaten desk sits a “valentine box.” It began life as just another old shoebox, but now, carefully covered in colorful construction paper, and festooned with cutout red hearts, it’s been transformed (For the less artistically inclined, there were “valentine bags”—grocery sacks, minus the construction paper, but still sporting an array of drawn or pasted hearts).

Each receptacle had an opening cut into it, ready to receive its quota of cards — and there was a quota. Everybody gave a valentine, and everybody got one. That included the tough kid across the aisle who, every so often, “borrowed” your lunch money—and that girl with the braids, who accidentally mushed your favorite Crayola.

Lessons over, the teacher finally announced, “you may look at your valentines.” Box covers came off, bag tops were unrolled, and each student eagerly perused his or her “take” (after carefully counting them first). There were generic “to a friend” valentines, with illustrations of romping cats or puppies.

There were funny valentines, with chortle-provoking corny puns. There may even have been a valentine with an innocent romantic message — one that had you looking at that girl with the braids through different eyes.

Then, the school bell rang. Your valentines were packed up, brought home, and piled in a box of “school papers,” alongside their compatriots from previous years. Out of sight, and out of mind. Remember?

According to legend, the first valentine greeting was sent by the man himself: St. Valentine (Actually, there are at least three “St. Valentines,” each clamoring to be recognized as the day’s patron saint, but here’s the most romantic story).
A third-century clergyman, this Valentine was imprisoned for performing marriages in defiance of Emperor Claudius II, who’d decreed that all men of military age must remain single. While in prison, Valentine fell in love with his jailer’s daughter, declaring his feelings in a note signed “from your Valentine.” Since Valentine was eventually beheaded, the story lacks a happy ending, but nonetheless, a tradition was born.

The oldest-known written valentine dates from 1415, a poem the Duke of Orleans sent to his wife while imprisoned in the Tower of London. Shortly thereafter, King Henry V began sending valentines to his favorite, Catherine of Valois, although Henry hired a professional poet to do the heavy lifting.

By the 1700s, kings and dukes weren’t the only ones dispensing valentines. Each Feb. 14th, handwritten valentine messages made their way across all levels of society, often accompanied by small gifts. The dawn of mass printing and inexpensive postal rates meant that, by the early 1800s, just about anyone who wanted to could send, (and hopefully, receive), a valentine.

In the 1840s, ready-made valentines swept the United States, thanks to Esther A. Howland (now hailed by grateful retailers as the “Mother of the Valentine”). Her creations were quite lavish, incorporating ribbon, lace, and colorful bits of material. Joining the traditional visuals of hearts and flowers was “Cupid,” that little winged fellow with the bow and arrow. It was a logical choice: in ancient Roman mythology, Cupid’s the son of Venus, goddess of love.

 

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Vintage Valentine card

A Nautical-themed single-sheet Valentine from the 1940s. Image courtesy of the author and photography associate Hank Kuhlmann.

 

Nowadays, the Greeting Card Association notes that more than one billion valentines are sent annually, vs. two-and-a-half billion Christmas cards. Women buy 85 percent of them (which should have plenty of husbands and boyfriends hanging their heads in shame).

Valentines (including the ones you saved from grade school), remain popular with collectors, who enjoy their colorful visuals, whimsical themes, varied functions (for instance, pop-up, or moving-part valentines), and affordable prices (most are under $5). Displayed singly, or framed in a montage, vintage valentines add a touch of nostalgia to any décor. They’re also guaranteed to rekindle plenty of nostalgic memories—of carefree days, childhood friends. . .and, of course, the “valentine box.”

 

Donald-Brian Johnson is the co-author of numerous Schiffer books on design and collectibles, including “Postwar Pop,” a collection of his columns. Please address inquiries to: donaldbrian@msn.com

This month: ‘Just an old Christmas card’

December 2023

SMACK DAB IN THE MIDDLE

This month: ‘Just an old Christmas card’

by Donald-Brian Johnson

Here’s when the Christmas season really gets underway: one wintry day, amongst the deluge of bills and ads, your daily mail coughs up something out of the ordinary. Maybe it’s an envelope dotted with stenciled snowflakes. Maybe there’s a grinning snowman on an address label. But you know, even before opening it, exactly what you’ve received. It’s your first Christmas card. Let the holidays begin!

Commercially-produced Christmas cards first came to us courtesy of Sir Henry Cole, director of London’s Victoria & Albert Museum.

Cole had a tradition of sending handwritten holiday greetings to family and friends, but by 1843 the list was lengthy. Inspiration struck: he commissioned John Calcott Horsley, a member of the Royal Academy, to create a card that could be lithographed and colored by hand. “Extras” in the initial printing of 1,000 were then made available for sale to the general public.

Horsley’s 3” x 5” card illustrated three scenes: A family enjoying a holiday toast filled the central panel; the side panels featured folks performing charitable acts. The cards were roundly condemned, however, because one figure shown sipping wine in the central panel was a child. They were quickly withdrawn from the market; today, only about a dozen remain.

Over the next several years, the custom of card exchange grew in popularity, although initially only the wealthy could afford them. Then, thanks to the use of less costly paper and the development of the steam printing press, production costs plummeted. And, thanks to England’s Postal Act of 1840, even mailing a Christmas card was extremely affordable: postage was just a penny to anywhere in the United Kingdom.

In the United States, those sending “season’s greetings” had to make do with imported cards until 1875. That’s when Louis Prang, the “Father of the American Christmas Card,” began to sell them domestically. Prang’s “chromos” utilized zinc plates, which proved much less expensive than previous methods of color printing. The Christmas card tradition caught on here just as quickly as it had overseas; by the 1880s, Prang produced nearly five million cards annually.

By the 1920s, the Christmas card thematic pattern had become well-established, offering up a unique blend of nostalgia, sentiment, and season-specific visuals. Holiday wishes became particularly poignant during World War II, as greetings were sent to those overseas, keeping morale high, both at home and abroad.

 

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“From Our House To Your House”

A Christmas greeting that never grows old: “From Our House To Your House,” by A & W, early 1950s. The homes are festooned with flocked snow. Image courtesy of Donald-Brian Johnson and Hank Kuhlman

 

 

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Week Of Christmas Blessings

Each candle on this early-1950s “Week Of Christmas Blessings” offers a different wish. Among them: “Hope,” Peace,” and “Good Will.” Image courtesy of Donald-Brian Johnson and Hank Kuhlman

 

 

While later cards incorporated photo art, those of the 1940s and ‘50s relied mainly on illustration. Novelty additions, such as glitter, flocking, window cut-outs, pop-ups, and pull-out tabs were often used. Card trim could include everything from lace ribbon bows to cotton snowdrifts to metallic foil accents.

Photo Cards

Today, many families wouldn’t consider a Christmas card complete without a family photo. The fad began in the late 1930s, with amateur black-and-whites adorning semi-glossy one-sheets.

Studio Cards

More upscale than a box of dime store holiday cards, the “studio card” of the 1950s and ‘60s provided understated elegance at overstated cost. Each season’s selection was displayed to prospective buyers in humungous “sample books.”

Hi Brows

Instantly recognizable by their tall and narrow shape, “Hi Brows” were introduced by American Greetings in 1957. The “Hi Brow” deconstructed the traditional Christmas greeting, reconfiguring it as hip and offbeat, with just a dash of snarky humor.
Over the decades, Christmas cards have been prized, not only for their individual, intrinsic charm, but also for the nostalgic memories they evoke. Memories, if not of a time we personally recall, at least of a time we’ve heard about, or read about, or dreamed about. Arranged individually, or as part of a larger holiday display, vintage Christmas cards remain an extremely affordable collectible; most average well under $15. They also provide an ongoing visual impetus for peace and good will, not just at Christmastime, but year-round.

The mail is here–and so’s that first card. Merry Christmas to all!

 

Donald-Brian Johnson is the co-author of numerous Schiffer books on design and collectibles, including “Postwar Pop,” a collection of his columns. Please address inquiries to: donaldbrian@msn.com

This month: ‘Heads Up! Character Wall Masks by Bossons’

November 2023

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This month: ‘Heads Up! Character Wall Masks by Bossons’

by Donald-Brian Johnson

Ever wanted to study a “Tyrolean” up close? How about a “Smuggler?” A “Fisherman?” A “Fiji Islander?”

For collectors of Bossons Character Masks, opportunities like those are as close as checking out what’s hanging on the wall. There, in all their ethnic or character-inspired glory, are three-dimensional “heads,” celebrating the world’s diversity. There are characters from countries read about, yet still to be visited (“The Himalayan”; “The Corsican”; “The Rumanian”). Denizens of the Wild West (“Rawhide”; “The Old Timer”; “Tecumseh”). Working folk from all walks of life (“The Chef”; “The Lifeboatman”; “The Clown”). Ray Bossons’ intricately-detailed depictions run the global gamut, each encapsulating, in just about 6 inches, the essence of their subjects.
Unlike wall-mount “lady head vases,” which have an opening for flowers in the crown of the lady’s oversize hat, Bossons heads are solid plaster. The firm’s publicity referred to them as “wall masks,” which hits it right on the head. Not Halloween masks. Not pandemic masks. These are “life masks,” capturing facial likenesses with as much precision as possible.

Based in Congleton, England, the company was founded shortly after World War II by W. H. Bossons. With an extensive background in ceramics and tile work, W.H. saw a future in the manufacture of decorative plaster items. Following military service, son W. “Ray” Bossons joined the firm. A trained potter with considerable marketing experience, Ray became Bossons’ principal designer.
Plaster art had long been dismissed as a “poor man’s marble,” especially by those who could afford the real thing. For those who couldn’t (which included most prospective Bossons customers), attractive home décor items at attractive prices were just the ticket. Not “the real thing?” They were the next best thing, and that was good enough.

Bossons early success came with the release of high-relief plaques celebrating “Beautiful Britain,” from “Shakespeare’s Birthplace” to “Salisbury Cathedral.” Ranging in size from small “plaquettes” to whopping 14” rounds, the hand-painted plaques, with their sculpted three-dimensional highlights, brought a touch of class to any home (Most of those homes, incidentally, were outside of Great Britain. Due to a domestic sales tax of 125 percent, exports over the years accounted for almost 75 percent of Bossons’ business).

Bossons plaques and products were easy to find. If fine jewelry stores turned up their noses, there were plenty of other options: gift and collectible shops, tobacco shops, and souvenir shops on cruise ships. There was soon a bounty of Bossons products to choose from, including shelf ornaments, mirrors, barometers, thermometers, book ends, and lamp bases. In addition to scenic views, the 3-D variety encompassed everything from floral groupings to hunting scenes. And then, of course, there were the heads.

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Rawhide

“Rawhide,” 1968. Image courtesy of the author and Hank Kuhlmann. Bossons heads courtesy of Doug (Pete) Petersen (djtoysandtreasures@gmail.com

 

 

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Tyrolean

“Tyrolean,” 1972. Image courtesy of the author and Hank Kuhlmann. Bossons heads courtesy of Doug (Pete) Petersen (djtoysandtreasures@gmail.com).

 

Ray Bossons designed his initial “Character Wall Mask” in 1958 (a “Snake Charmer”). The masks made their official debut in the 1959 catalog. From then on, Bossons masks were at the head of the company line. Each year’s catalog introduced new members of the Bossons community, and consumers couldn’t get enough. In addition to character and ethnic heads, there were animal and bird heads; heads modeled after fictional characters (including a generous assortment of Charles Dickens’ all-stars, from “Mr. Pickwick” to “Ebenezer Scrooge”); and even the occasional historical favorite, such as Sir Winston Churchill. While other modelers were employed over the years, the design impetus always came from Ray Bossons. If a mask wasn’t yet deemed ready for release, it was held back.

In 1996, Bossons ceased operations. Since then, appreciation for Bossons masks, and the company’s other plaster and pottery products, has been the realm of a devoted band of collectors. Annual conventions are held, two Bossons books have been written, and nearly 1,500 Bossons heads are available on eBay each day. Of those, the majority have a “buy-it-now” price of under $50. As in the past, Bossons prices remain as attractive as Bossons masks. In other words, head and shoulders above the competition.

 

Donald-Brian Johnson is the co-author of numerous Schiffer books on design and collectibles, including “Postwar Pop,” a collection of his columns. Please address inquiries to: donaldbrian@msn.com

This month: ‘A Vogue for Vogue’

October 2023

SMACK DAB IN THE MIDDLE

This month: ‘A Vogue for Vogue’

by Donald-Brian Johnson

Downbeat magazine called them “the discs that sparkle with color.” Gimbel’s trumpeted their “new and wonderful” arrival with a full-page ad in The New York Herald Tribune. Sears, Roebuck touted them as “amazing—with some of the most sensational improvements ever made in the history of phonograph records!”

The subject of all the talk? Vogue picture records, those illustrated musical curiosities that have retained a unique appeal for over 75 years. Picture discs preceded Vogue, with Noel Coward, Paul Whiteman, and the cast of Music in the Air all depicted on records of the 1920s and ‘30s. They’ve also continued into the present, with vinyl visuals devoted to Elvis, the Beatles, and even Snow White. Vogue, however, brought picture records to the forefront.

Although the company’s heyday was brief, (from early 1946 through mid-1947), the Vogue catalog serves as a colorful time capsule of the post-World War II era. While Billboard dismissed Vogue illustrations as “strictly of the coal company calendar type,” the scenes depicted, (often romantic, patriotic, or humorous), retain a freshness and optimism totally in keeping with the spirit of mid-1940s America.

The visionary behind Vogue was 29-year-old Tom Saffady, president of Detroit’s Sav-Way Industries. Saffady’s dream: an “unbreakable” picture record, replacing easily-shattered shellac discs. Each 10-inch Vogue 78 had an interior aluminum core bonded to Sav-Way’s transparent Vinylite plastic. In addition to increasing durability, the aluminum core also made the records warp-proof, while the plastic reduced surface and needle noise.

All production, except label printing, was centered at Vogue’s Detroit plant. A Saffady-invented automatic record pressing carousel dramatically sped up record production, with discs stamped out some 80 times faster than before. There was also a complete in-house recording studio, plus a nearby Saffady-owned nightclub, where Vogue acts could perform when not busy cutting records for the label.

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Ouch!

Ouch! #R731, “Between the Devil and the Deep Blue Sea,” Marion Mann. $100-$125. (Image courtesy of the author and photo associate Hank Kuhlmann)

 

 

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Warming up Winter

Warming up winter: #R 719, “Have I Told You Lately That I Love You?” by Lulu Belle & Scotty. $75-$100. (Image courtesy of the author and photo associate Hank Kuhlmann)

 

The Vogue roster included such musical luminaries of the time as Clyde McCoy, the Charlie Shavers Quintet, Patsy Montana, and Phil Spitalny’s All-Girl Orchestra, but Saffady was unable to sign such top-tier performers as Frank Sinatra and Bing Crosby. Since Vogues were priced at just over a dollar, (about twice the going rate for a traditional 78), buyers wanted more than just an illustrated, unbreakable record: they wanted a hit, which Vogue could not provide. Hampered by declining sales and high overhead, Saffady filed for bankruptcy in August 1947.

His picture discs, however, live on. In recent years, the records have become popular with collectors worldwide. Few are lured by the actual recordings themselves (“Does anyone,” said one collector, “actually play a Vogue record?”) The artwork is what draws us in, combining elements of Hollywood glamour, pinup art, old-fashioned unabashed sentiment, and just a touch of all-American 1940s whimsy. That unique visual style came courtesy of artists Ruth Corbett, Walter Sprink, Richard Harker, Will Wirts, M. Kanouse. and R. Forbes. Thanks to the impenetrability of the Vinylite coating, many of their Vogue illustrations retain colors as vibrant as the day they were first pressed.

Approximately 75 recordings, (not all consecutive numbers), were issued in the Vogue “R700” series; all but a handful show up with regularity on the secondary market. Collectors drawn to the themes and the colors of a Vogue record also get “two for the price of one,” since each side features a different illustration. Whether framed, displayed on plate stands, or hung on a wall, the flip side of a Vogue can easily be viewed whenever the mood strikes. (A limited series of black-rimmed Vogue vinyl facsimiles, released in later years by Bear Family Records, should not be confused with the originals.)

In 1946, as Vogue picture records took their first bow, Gimbel’s proclaimed them “just right for collectors, jitterbugs, old tune hummers, and all the other disc devotees of America.” Today, long after the Vogue turntables stilled, the “Recordings With Color”—Tom Saffady’s personal dream—remain as colorful and dream-inspiring as ever.

 

Donald-Brian Johnson is the co-author of numerous Schiffer books on design and collectibles, including “Postwar Pop,” a collection of his columns. Please address inquiries to: donaldbrian@msn.com

Shell Games: Creative projects extend that summer feeling

September 2023

SMACK DAB IN THE MIDDLE

Shell Games: Creative projects extend that summer feeling

by Donald-Brian Johnson

Admit it: those lazy, hazy, crazy days of summer are OVER. Autumn’s here. Time to rinse out the swimsuits, deflate the floaties, and figure out what to do with that beach bag bulging with souvenir sea shells. Hmmm…
Well, you could always make something.

No kidding. Items made entirely of shells, covered with shells, or just dotted with the occasional accent shell, have been tops as summery souvenirs since at least the 1700s. In 1703, a London woman offered her services as an instructor in the delicate art of “shell work in flowers, sconces, and rocks.” Mary Granville Delany, another turn-of-the-18th-century Londoner, was renowned for her challenging shell projects. Among them: a chapel ceiling, with shells woven into a pattern resembling flower garlands. The fascination with shell craft as a refined art form continued well into the Victorian era. The 1876 guide “Ladies’ Fancy Work” offered detailed instructions (plus glue recipes) for using shells to form “exquisitely beautiful articles of adornment for parlor or dressing table.” As one British publication of the time put it, shells were “so brightly clean, so ornamental to a boudoir” that shell craft was a pursuit “peculiarly suited to the ladies.”

Tell that to the Marines. During the 1800s, many seafaring men brought “sailor’s valentines” to the girls back home. These octagonal wooden boxes had covers decorated with elaborate shell designs. Appropriate sentiments (e.g., “To My Sweetheart”), were picked out in shells of a contrasting color. Romantic legend has it that, in their downtime, these water-weary voyagers not only carved the boxes, but also came up with their intricate shell-patterned lids. Just another way of whiling away the hours between monsoons.

A more likely (if less sigh-inducing) theory is that even the Ancient Mariner, after spending months at sea, knew better than to return to his sweetheart empty-handed. Last-minute peace offerings were called for, and the Caribbean craftsmen of Barbados were happy to oblige. The labels found on many “sailor’s valentines” list their actual source as “Native Manufacturers in Fancy Work.”

By the mid-20th century, sailors were no longer crafting (or at any rate purchasing) their valentines, and other forms of shell art had become a bit less refined. Now, any gift shop claiming even the slightest proximity to water wasn’t complete without a shellcraft selection. Vacationers loved shell souvenirs. They were fun to look at, and cleverly made. They were inexpensive, so no need to shell out a bundle. And best of all, travelers could take them home and display them on the mantel. It was an unobtrusive way of telling the neighbors, “Guess where WE went this summer?”

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A shell-decorated box

In the style of a sailor’s valentine: a shell box from the South Pacific, dating from World War II, in a jaunty shade of ocean blue. 3-12” w. x 5-1/2” l. Shell art courtesy of Maureen Maher and Jan Andreasen. (Image courtesy of the author and Hank Kuhlmann)

 

 

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A shell-decorated clock

What time is high tide? Shell-decorated clock, with companion starfish. 9” d. Shell art courtesy of Maureen Maher and Jan Andreasen. (Image courtesy of the author and Hank Kuhlmann)

 

And what a variety to choose from! There were shell-covered boxes (a nod to the “sailor’s valentines”) shell paperweights, shell trinket holders, perfume bottles, mini-Christmas trees, and picture frames. How about shell coasters? Wreaths? Crosses and clocks? Soap dispensers and hanging planters? Luck onto the right shop, and you just might head home with a shell lamp, a shell sailing ship, even a litter of shell cats, or a combo of shell musicians. Pick more than two, and you could consider yourself a full-fledged conchylomaniac (in layman’s terms, an insatiable shell collector).

Fortunately, the mania to collect shell art is a relatively inexpensive one. Most examples can be found today for under $25, which will leave few buyers shell-shocked. That’s a far cry from the value placed on shells in centuries past. In the 1600s, one Dutch collector amassed more than 2,000 of them, which he kept locked in a treasure chest. To open the shell chest required three separate keys, each entrusted to a different person. Roemer Visscher, a Dutch contemporary, wrote that shells from distant lands had suddenly become as valuable as jewels. “It is bizarre,” said Visscher, “what a madman spends his money on.”
Gee. And those shells hadn’t even been turned into lamps.

 

 

 

Donald-Brian Johnson is the co-author of numerous Schiffer books on design and collectibles, including “Postwar Pop,” a collection of his columns. Please address inquiries to: donaldbrian@msn.com