Path: ...!npeer.as286.net!npeer-ng0.as286.net!weretis.net!feeder8.news.weretis.net!eternal-september.org!feeder3.eternal-september.org!news.eternal-september.org!.POSTED!not-for-mail From: Tony Nance Newsgroups: rec.arts.sf.written Subject: [Revisit] SF Stories written for paintings Date: Mon, 29 Jul 2024 10:13:30 -0400 Organization: A noiseless patient Spider Lines: 32 Message-ID: MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=UTF-8; format=flowed Content-Transfer-Encoding: 8bit Injection-Date: Mon, 29 Jul 2024 16:13:31 +0200 (CEST) Injection-Info: dont-email.me; posting-host="32b3ee3c33c3350838fcc14da24caed4"; logging-data="546761"; mail-complaints-to="abuse@eternal-september.org"; posting-account="U2FsdGVkX187oU4p522YKXiGgxkv1R8JqB5IxL3Q1YI=" User-Agent: Mozilla Thunderbird Cancel-Lock: sha1:01cmvQW6q0ohy0sgMIz2dn1UlIU= Content-Language: en-US Bytes: 2674 There was a somewhat recent question (thread?) here asking about SF stories written for already-existing paintings. Last night, I ran across a reference to such a story. I’m slowly progressing through the Poul Anderson collection “Kinship with the Stars”. Poul gives a neat little introduction to each story, and one of the intros[1] says the following: “Often in the old pulp days, an artist who had nothing else to do at the moment would turn out a painting, which he would then sell to a magazine editor for use as a cover. The editor would thereupon find a writer to produce a story incorporating the scene. Occasionally the whole thing was so preposterous that just explaining it away generated a plot. However, the premise did not necessarily lead to bad work. In fact, the first story of mine to win a Hugo Award had such an origin. …” Digging around, it seems he is referring to “The Longest Voyage”, and I would (slightly less-confidently) guess the painting/cover is seen at https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Longest_Voyage Tony [1] The intro for the story “The Critique of Impure Reason”.[2] [2] Note that “The Critique … ” is not such a story, though it’s adjacent, since Poul goes on to say: “At another time, being in a mood to write something short but without an idea that caught my fancy, I said to my wife “Tell me a cover”. She thought for a moment and replied “A man sitting at a desk, worked to death, while a robot lounges beside him smelling a rose”. Ah, ha!”[3] [3] So his story “The Critique of Impure Reason” was written for an imaginary painting described by his wife.