<p>Art lives forever. Artists don’t, but, as <i>Deaths of Artists</i> shows in mesmerizing fashion, they often leave the scene with a flourish. For a surprising number of the great, and not-so-great, death turned out to be a masterpiece. —William Grimes, obituary writer, <i>The New York Times</i></p>
<p>Surpassingly strange and utterly compelling, <i>Deaths of Artists</i> is one man's trip down another man's rabbit hole. The amassment of tales of artists' demise is at once revealing of the cultural stereotyping of artists and a giddy salute to yellow journalism and the lurid subgenre of obituary headline writing. Impossible to set aside! —Mary Roach, author, <i>Stiff: The Curious Lives of Human Cadavers</i></p>
We always knew there were treasures in our beloved Metropolitan Museum, but Jim Moske struck gold when he discovered this trove of artist obituaries. In lesser hands, these volumes would be mere curiosities, but Moske plumbs their layers and meaning: the trope of the troubled artist, our hunger for myth-making, and the slippery business of legacy. He reveals yet another treasure of The Met—the peculiar and devoted staff who quietly leave their mark on the great institution, often while no one is looking. This includes not only Arthur D'Hervilly, the endearing character behind these scrapbooks, but Moske himself, who patiently, beautifully, brings these scrapbooks back to life. —Christine Coulson, author, <i>One Woman Show</i> and <i>Metropolitan Stories</i>
Fascinating, poignant, and just the right amount of macabre, <i>Deaths of Artists</i> is an evocative modern analogue to Vasari's <i>Lives of the Artists</i>. In its central figure, Jim Moske has uncovered one of the most improbable and enigmatic characters in a great museum's history. —Patrick Bringley, author, <i>All the Beauty in the World: The Metropolitan Museum of Art and Me</i>
Art history buffs will relish Moske’s quirky approach to the subject. —<i>Publishers Weekly</i>
A haunting and hilarious revue of artist obituaries from 1906 to 1929, tracing the highly mixed results of their attempts to achieve immortality. —Sarah Rose Sharp, <i>Hyperallergic</i>