Comments on: Papa.

By: Matt

Matt — Wed, 25 Nov 2009 22:48:40 +0000

And in all these photos, he is still upset that William Faulkner is the better writer!!! And better dressed…go look at images of Faulkner.

By: christian

christian — Wed, 28 Oct 2009 15:54:57 +0000

“d” is a dummy.

Thanks for these. I’d love to see more cuban / central american influence. They have such a strong vintage class.

By: Party Marty

Party Marty — Wed, 21 Oct 2009 03:46:02 +0000

I see no photographer credits. Just curious if you had them and did not use, if you found them online with no credit, etc.

By: Michael M

Michael M — Tue, 20 Oct 2009 20:13:50 +0000

Michael.

I think I have something that might pique your interest. Possibly even a future trip for you. Currently unearthing it from the archives of an ancient hard drive. Will share as soon as possible.

By: DB

DB — Tue, 20 Oct 2009 10:34:46 +0000

Hemmingway was the first writer to capture me with the texture of his words. The stories were compelling but it was that quality of roughness that made me understand that Hemingway had been to the places that he was relating on the page.
I will always have an affection for him and will always look for joy in his photos.
DB

By: Nate

Nate — Sun, 18 Oct 2009 22:09:52 +0000

what a badass

By: Marcellus

Marcellus — Sun, 18 Oct 2009 06:14:49 +0000

Great post. I know his novels get all the praise, but I must recommend reading the Complete Short Stories of Ernest Hemingway. In addition to just being terrifically written, almost every story has hunting, fishing, or romance and of course, layers of meaning.

By: Jason J.

Jason J. — Sat, 17 Oct 2009 18:29:53 +0000

Awesome Post. I had the pleasure of visting some of Hemingways favorite watering wholes and hotels in Havana a few months back. An amazing experience, something I will not forget.

By: .O.

.O. — Sat, 17 Oct 2009 15:51:14 +0000

@d: Papa is Hemingway´s nickname.

By: Bob Mellon

Bob Mellon — Sat, 17 Oct 2009 13:21:34 +0000

Hemingway once visited my grandmother’s hotel in Naples, Florida in 1936 or 37 for the famous fishing at Marco Island. He took my brother and me on a ride through the Everglades on the running board of his Deusenberg.