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A Hodge Podge of Sylvia Plath Stuff

Ted Hughes, in April, received a blue plaque in North Tawton. Thanks to Cath for the link.

The poor Sylvia Plath letter that failed to sell in February through Bonham’s, also failed to sell in a June 22 auction and Bonham’s in New York, and for a reduced estimate. I have about $45 dollars to my name so in another year, at this rate, I might be able to buy it!

If you have an estimated 3,000-5,000 GBP to spare, on July 14, Sotheby’s is auctioning a self-portrait of Plath dated 7/25/1949. I hardly see a resemblance but it must be real. See Lot 98.

Plath Profiles 4 is in production, it is looking like it will be just under 400 pages of great greatness. Expect publication in the first week or so of July. Details to follow!

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  1. That Plath 'portrait' looks about as much of a SP portrait as the one on Ken Lopez's site, lo these many moons. Obviously a self portrait will command a higher reserve and price than a portrait of an unknown friend. I'd love to know the provenance and the reasoning behind the self portrait designation.

    I confess I was surprised to see Carol Hughes - she seems so much older to me than I 'remember' but I guess time is passing more quickly than I thought! I did think blue plaques were for residences - perhaps this is a variation of the blue plaque?

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