Title: Collection of 22 typed unpublished letters signed by Bukowski all to ex-girlfriend Joan Babbage, also with 3 original Bukowski paintings, Bukowski’s phone bill inscribed with drawings and note to Babbage, plus two original photographs (inscribed with notes by Bukowski on back) Author: Bukowski, Charles Place: San Pedro, CA Publisher: Date: Feb. 24, 1975 to May 1, 1976 Description: With: 22 total letters, 20 are from 1975: February 24 to “near October” (most from March to June) and 2 from 1976: March 2 & May 1. Several with original drawings (many hand-colored with watercolor and/or crayon), 2 of the letters with 3 original paintings, 1 with an autographed phone bill. Letters signed “Hank” or “Buk”. Most with holographic ink corrections by Bukowski, some with extra side notes. All but 3 with the original mailing envelope (most typed, 3 hand-written). Each letter with Joan’s manila clasp envelope with her inked dates and/or identifying information. Letters measure 11x8½. * Also, two black and white photographs, one (3½x5 with creases) of Buk with a female admirer together inked on verso by Bukowski “The Buk: ‘Aw, Come on, Lady, Did you Really Like that There Poem?’” circa 1950’s and one (3½x3½) of just Bukowski (ink captioned on verso “The Depraved” by Buk, circa 1970’s). Includes a three-page narrative by Joan Babbage concerning her meeting and relationship with Bukowski. Written when Bukowski was breaking away from Linda King, in these letters Bukowski found creative inspiration, a real friend in Joan Babbage and a kind of spiritual solace during a very emotional and intense period in his life. He writes about completing his second novel, Factotum, finding happiness and love in his life, Joan and her letters, social commentaries, poetry readings, etc., including most notably the great anticipation of finally meeting Joan Babbage (who lived in New York). Originally, they only corresponded by phone and letters, even though he professes his strong love for her. In several letters, he counts down the exact days until they would finally meet on June 28, 1975. Joan discovered Buk after reading Notes of a Dirty Old Man. “I liked the author so much and it all fit with my unrequited love feelings I decided I wonder what would happen if I tried to call this man?” She did and as described in the letters eventually stayed with him for 2 weeks. “He met me at the airport, looking shy and wearing….my father’s clothes? Almost. The pants…The shirt was 1960’s short sleeved, California polyester…clean and pressed. Yes, he was about 30 years older than me and he looked every bit of it. Battered face. Cat grin…Years of wear and tear. He looked…born that way. It was wonderful and scary as hell. I was afraid I would never measure up to the pedestal he had put me on in his letters. But then was that a trick too? The first few days were nice. I stayed with him in his little bungalow on Carlton. Actors, writers, dopers, and interesting people came and went. I was thinking, deep down, we would not last as a couple. I thought so much of him, but could not see any real sparks flying, but I was trying. We had both written ourselves into a place neither of us could find in the flesh.” She also writes about her encounter with Linda King, a fight between them, Buk watching it, smiling and the police arriving. Joan stayed with kind neighbors of Buk (Brad and Tina Darby). Later, she heard from Buk a couple times, wanted to meet again but she declined, wasn’t meant to be. It wasn’t until many years later that she heard of his death and wondered what happened to these letters. “I thought I had thrown them away, especially after I read the awful, untrue stuff he wrote about me in that book ‘Women.’ I felt so humiliated, so wronged by that I knew I had torn up at least a couple pictures from my visit there and figured the letters were gone, too…I have kept them these last few years and feel very fortunate to have known this great man, wh
Title: Collection of 22 typed unpublished letters signed by Bukowski all to ex-girlfriend Joan Babbage, also with 3 original Bukowski paintings, Bukowski’s phone bill inscribed with drawings and note to Babbage, plus two original photographs (inscribed with notes by Bukowski on back) Author: Bukowski, Charles Place: San Pedro, CA Publisher: Date: Feb. 24, 1975 to May 1, 1976 Description: With: 22 total letters, 20 are from 1975: February 24 to “near October” (most from March to June) and 2 from 1976: March 2 & May 1. Several with original drawings (many hand-colored with watercolor and/or crayon), 2 of the letters with 3 original paintings, 1 with an autographed phone bill. Letters signed “Hank” or “Buk”. Most with holographic ink corrections by Bukowski, some with extra side notes. All but 3 with the original mailing envelope (most typed, 3 hand-written). Each letter with Joan’s manila clasp envelope with her inked dates and/or identifying information. Letters measure 11x8½. * Also, two black and white photographs, one (3½x5 with creases) of Buk with a female admirer together inked on verso by Bukowski “The Buk: ‘Aw, Come on, Lady, Did you Really Like that There Poem?’” circa 1950’s and one (3½x3½) of just Bukowski (ink captioned on verso “The Depraved” by Buk, circa 1970’s). Includes a three-page narrative by Joan Babbage concerning her meeting and relationship with Bukowski. Written when Bukowski was breaking away from Linda King, in these letters Bukowski found creative inspiration, a real friend in Joan Babbage and a kind of spiritual solace during a very emotional and intense period in his life. He writes about completing his second novel, Factotum, finding happiness and love in his life, Joan and her letters, social commentaries, poetry readings, etc., including most notably the great anticipation of finally meeting Joan Babbage (who lived in New York). Originally, they only corresponded by phone and letters, even though he professes his strong love for her. In several letters, he counts down the exact days until they would finally meet on June 28, 1975. Joan discovered Buk after reading Notes of a Dirty Old Man. “I liked the author so much and it all fit with my unrequited love feelings I decided I wonder what would happen if I tried to call this man?” She did and as described in the letters eventually stayed with him for 2 weeks. “He met me at the airport, looking shy and wearing….my father’s clothes? Almost. The pants…The shirt was 1960’s short sleeved, California polyester…clean and pressed. Yes, he was about 30 years older than me and he looked every bit of it. Battered face. Cat grin…Years of wear and tear. He looked…born that way. It was wonderful and scary as hell. I was afraid I would never measure up to the pedestal he had put me on in his letters. But then was that a trick too? The first few days were nice. I stayed with him in his little bungalow on Carlton. Actors, writers, dopers, and interesting people came and went. I was thinking, deep down, we would not last as a couple. I thought so much of him, but could not see any real sparks flying, but I was trying. We had both written ourselves into a place neither of us could find in the flesh.” She also writes about her encounter with Linda King, a fight between them, Buk watching it, smiling and the police arriving. Joan stayed with kind neighbors of Buk (Brad and Tina Darby). Later, she heard from Buk a couple times, wanted to meet again but she declined, wasn’t meant to be. It wasn’t until many years later that she heard of his death and wondered what happened to these letters. “I thought I had thrown them away, especially after I read the awful, untrue stuff he wrote about me in that book ‘Women.’ I felt so humiliated, so wronged by that I knew I had torn up at least a couple pictures from my visit there and figured the letters were gone, too…I have kept them these last few years and feel very fortunate to have known this great man, wh
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