• My Account
  • Sign in
  • Menu
  • Search
  • The Paper
  • Subjects
  • Blog
  • Podcasts & Videos
  • Events
  • Shop
  • Newsletters

London Review of Books

Subscribe
Close

More search Options

  • Advanced search
  • Search by contributor
  • Browse our cover archive

Browse by Subject

  • Arts & Culture
  • Biography & Memoir
  • History & Classics
  • Literature & Criticism
  • Philosophy & Law
  • Politics & Economics
  • Psychology & Anthropology
  • Science & Technology
Close
Close
AcceptClose
Close
Close
    • My Account
    • ·
    • Sign out
    • Sign in
  • Newsletters
  • Home
  • The Paper
    • Latest Issue
    • Archive
    • Contributors
    • About the LRB
  • Subjects
    • Arts & Culture
    • Biography & Memoir
    • History & Classics
    • Literature & Criticism
    • Philosophy & Law
    • Politics & Economics
    • Psychology & Anthropology
    • Science & Technology
  • Blog
  • Podcasts & Videos
  • Events
  • Shop
    • Bookshop
    • LRB Store
    • Close Readings
  • Subscribe
Close

More search Options

  • Search by contributor
  • Browse our cover archive

Browse by Subject

  • Arts & Culture
  • Biography & Memoir
  • History & Classics
  • Literature & Criticism
  • Philosophy & Law
  • Politics & Economics
  • Psychology & Anthropology
  • Science & Technology
LRB blog
  • Blog Contributors
  • Blog Archive
10 December 2013

Portraits of Henry James

Anna Swan

In her review of Monopolising the Master, Anne Diebel briefly mentioned my father, Michael Swan. In a 1955 piece for the London Magazine, he’d quoted liberally – and without permission – from James’s letters to the sculptor Hendrik Andersen. The letters were astonishingly candid and indiscreet, and loaded with exclamation marks. It’s also astonishing that the London Magazine and Harper's Bazaar, which reprinted the piece, weren’t sued by the estate.


Most Recent

‘Nayatt School Redux’

Anna Aslanyan

In Nayatt School, Spalding Gray played a ‘pedantic schoolteacher’ and the psychiatrist from The Cocktail Party, using a recording of its 1949...

A Kilo of Flour

Hassan Ayman Herzallah

My father called from the market to say he needed my help. It was the end of February. Tensions between Israel and Iran were escalating and prices in...

Twee as Fuck

Stephanie Burt

The music that showed me who I wanted to be, what I wanted from life, was the music that came out on Sarah Records...

City of Peace

Rebekah Diski and Khem Rogaly

The 2300 workers at the Volkswagen factory in Osnabrück, northwest Germany, have been confronted with an unexpected plan for industrial...

After the Ceasefire

Raha Nik-Andish

Last Friday afternoon, two days after the ceasefire was announced and two days before the peace talks in Islamabad failed, I went to a café. For the...
Contact
Email: blog@lrb.co.uk

Please enable Javascript

This site requires the use of Javascript to provide the best possible experience. Please change your browser settings to allow Javascript content to run.

About

  • About the LRB
  • Subscribe
  • Publication schedule
  • Advertise with us
  • Bookshop
  • Jobs

Help

  • Contact us
  • The LRB app
  • For librarians
  • Accessibility
  • FAQs

Follow Us

  • Bluesky
  • Instagram
  • YouTube
  • Facebook
London Review of Books
© LRB (London) Ltd 1980 - 2026. All rights reserved.
ISSN 0260-9592
  • Terms & Conditions
  • Privacy
Back To Top