Dimensions: Sheet: 2 3/4 × 1 1/2 in. (7 × 3.8 cm)
Copyright: Public Domain
Curator: It’s like a postage stamp of a forgotten empire, isn't it? There’s a certain formality and restraint...but, oddly, something almost wistful in those pale, watchful eyes. Editor: He definitely looks…packaged. "Private, 11th Regiment, National Guard of the State of New York." Part of the Military Series, issued in 1888, a cigarette card, made by the Kinney Tobacco Company. Essentially, it's product promotion. Curator: Product promotion masquerading as…artistic commentary? Or is it even masquerading? I wonder what sort of person would've kept him tucked away…a shopkeeper, perhaps? Editor: Shopkeepers, collectors, smokers, kids... this was distributed with "Sweet Caporal" cigarettes, so really anyone and everyone who could get their hands on them. Think about the industrialization required to produce thousands of these things. Lithography, paper mills, tobacco farming...the web is so much wider than just a “picture.” Curator: Ah, you see a complex supply chain; I see a ghostly snapshot, capturing an ideal, however compromised. I imagine people yearning for the order and precision embodied in this soldier figure, in the midst of chaotic industrial expansion. The quiet melancholy almost becomes defiant. Editor: Melancholy born of alienated labor! I think about the printers churning these out, maybe seeing that glint of "ideal", but never truly sharing it because they're so deep in the process of mechanical reproduction. Look how flat everything is... minimal tonal variation. Assembly line aesthetics. Curator: Perhaps you're right. Perhaps the very limitations and flat color evoke an almost manufactured emotion, making that wistful quality all the more pointed. This "ideal", ironically rendered through those very means of mechanized, mass-produced culture, does evoke an unintended longing… it's the tension. Editor: The means of distribution are key to the message! It is an interesting push and pull: commodity culture vs. patriotic feeling...what's more American? Curator: In the end, it reminds me of a faded dream – a ghost of uniformed promises lost somewhere between the battlefield and the factory floor. Editor: For me, this brings home how everyday items can also carry unexpected cultural meaning. It makes you think twice before casually tossing that wrapper in the bin, you know?
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