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CAROLE LOMBARD CREATING QUITE THE VINTAGE STIR! But then, Carole was never one to avoid controversy! This photo series a...
05/25/2026

CAROLE LOMBARD CREATING QUITE THE VINTAGE STIR!
But then, Carole was never one to avoid controversy!
This photo series appearing in a sexy men's magazine is not Jean Harlow, it's Carole. This rare figural 1930's Art Deco lamp that was and still is called the "Jean Harlow Lamp", was designed from these photos of Carole Lombard photos. I have seen the actual one that matches the lamp. So after 85 years, we have the real name behind this famous lamp. The last one is an original early 1930's painting. I also have prints and a painted canvas recreation of it I did for sale. It was originally commissioned to illustrate for the Movie she did where she worked with Clark Gable for the first time. It was called "No Man of Her Own"! They started their affair and became the "it couple" of the 1930's. Notice that she is dreaming of Clark as he starts to appear in the smoke cloud. Tell your friends that now you know, and you heard it first from Danny V, reporting from the Vanguard. You can order both the art and the lamp from me by request and I will list it for you at www.vanguard-gallery.com Prints and the new canvas painting of it are already listed. Thank you, Danny V.

DETECTIVE DAN SERIES - "The Missing Co**se" (c) "THE TEASE" "Call me first, the next time you are in trouble! You don't ...
05/25/2026

DETECTIVE DAN SERIES - "The Missing Co**se" (c) "THE TEASE"

"Call me first, the next time you are in trouble! You don't have to drive around all night before you show up at my door a bloody mess." She barked her reprimand and then smiled. "It does me no good that my Detective is killed before he finishes his job! Not good for my image, the publicists tell me."

The first time he met her for a dinner meeting, Detective Dan received an unusual request, a bag containing a cash deposit for his services, and before the meeting was over, a bullet wound. So you would think he was ready for her cat-and-mouse playbook by now. This time she invited him to her haunts, a swanky place in Beverly called Maxine's, not at all like Dan's downtown bar and grill joint with occasional gunplay. She arrived fifteen minutes late in a maroon-colored, tight-fitting outfit: a two-piece suit with fur trim that was open at the front. For added distraction, she wore a see-through, sheer white blouse and a lovely, sculpted, and equally transparent bra. All of this clung to her form like gift wrapping on expensive jewelry, a package that took very little imagination to know the contents before unwrapping. Shifting on her chair, she leaned forward, purring until she caught Dan shifting his gaze down to her barely covered breasts pressing the tabletop. "Here, take a look at this. Not me, silly. But do it later. Not here." And she passed the large manila envelope she was clutching across the table in front of Dan's gaze. Darleen wanted to get the most out of this man: attention, effort, loyalty, and protection were what she demanded from all her men. With Darleen, a little titillation always got her what she needed when money didn't fully impress. It was a skill she learned early as a down-and-out 17-year-old orphan and burlesque performer in Chicago. Despite the years, fame, and success, the rest of what she learned, she could not easily forget.

With Dan, she worried he was far too easy. And he was. Though he was tight-lipped and putting on his best poker face, she could feel that he was reacting on pure instinct - Chemistry 101.

"You know, Dan, you really shouldn't play the cards; you're an easy read. Remember, if you have a bit of trouble, just call me," she purred again. "I know you want to, so just pick up the phone and call. No excuses this time, Danny Boy; you've got my number." Then she paused for a moment and stared deep into his blue eyes. "You still remember how, don't you? You just put your big finger into the little hole and spin the dial until you ring my bell!"

Dan didn't care or even notice she was almost plagiarizing the lines from the Bogart and Bacall movie. He flushed bright red and was knocked speechless faster than the bullet at the diner. Darleen, ever the actress, saw his distress and then made the point clear as she exited the restaurant table right on cue. She slowly walked away in her skin-tight wiggle dress. Dan noticed the adverse form and long legs; the seams in her black stockings were impossibly tight and straight. She slowed down enough so she could feel the heat of his pressing stare. Confident in her prowess, she didn't even bother to look back at the bewildered detective.

The Maitre d' rushed to her side on seeing her leaving, and she gave him some instructions and passed a tip. He spoke his compliments and goodbyes at the door and waved the attendant for her car. Then he rushed over to ask Dan if he wanted anything else. "It's on the lady's tab!" he reminded him. "She told me to tell you that 'Dessert is on me; give anything to the gentleman that his heart may desire.'" Winking in delight, he continued, "Mademoiselle Chardot must find you fascinating, no? She told me I must say the words just as I told you." And he pointed to the actress outside being swept away by her chauffeur-driven, inky-blue Packard.

Dan was used to come-ons, but not this level of tease and go. He wisely decided to remain seated and adjusted the white table napkin still on his lap from the meal. He motioned to the waiter and ordered Four Roses, "Straight, no ice." He held up four fingers as a measure to the bartender that he needed that extra finger full in that glass chaser. He tried to calm down lest he got up too soon and embarrassed himself for a second time from another Darleen encounter. Dan wasn't accustomed to a client running the show or grinding his gears. She was two for two, and this dame was starting to get under his skin.

Detective Dan Series "The Missing Co**se" (c) Daniel Vancas 1997-2019, 2023 all rights reserved.

ART COMMISSIONS? Pinup Artist Daniel Vancas is Requesting Commission work! I paint more than pinup art too.  I have one ...
05/24/2026

ART COMMISSIONS? Pinup Artist Daniel Vancas is Requesting Commission work! I paint more than pinup art too. I have one commission painting now, then some time that opened up for your new commission or pinup art request! Please contact me with message at Vanguard-Gallery.com. Thank you for your time and support! Daniel Vancas - Artist and creative writer.




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05/22/2026

Pan Am Boeing 314 flying boat, and my art inspiration. See and read the following post about the creation of “The Last Flight” a legacy painting I made starting in 1993 and finished in 1995. Daniel Vancas

Accidental Creation Of A Legacy Painting - “The Last Flight” by Daniel Vancas (c) "Do not lose hold of your hopes, dream...
05/22/2026

Accidental Creation Of A Legacy Painting - “The Last Flight” by Daniel Vancas (c)

"Do not lose hold of your hopes, dreams or aspirations... For if you do, you may still exist but you have ceased to live."
Daniel Vancas

“Last Flight” by Daniel Vancas (c) of the Pan Am Boeing 314 Clipper Flying Boat - I’ve been told that sometimes there are happy accidents. I can’t report that was wholely true for mine. It was painful and for a time completely debilitating. This injury happened in 1991 at a construction site. It change my art path from a secondary career, first as a building contractor, then back to my first love as an artist and creative.

My first inspiration for this painting was hearing a story about a Pan Am flight that originated at Treasure Island (At San Francisco) bound for New Zealand, with a first stop in Hawaii. When it left Honolulu, it was just before the bombing of Pearl Harbor on December 7th, 1941. Then because of hearing of reported and pending attacks on other Pan Am and military bases on Wake Island, Guam, and Midway, Captain Ford elected to not turn back to the mainland. He will go on to complete the New Zealand flight. Afterwards fly an unscheduled, and often uncharted flight around the globe. It was not without its difficulties. Often facing confused local authorities, there were issues of aviation fuel shortages, mechanical breakdowns, and being shot at. The 12 Boeing 314 clippers were important for strategic defense, and as such Captain Ford kept mostly radio silence, and little was known of its whereabouts.

Though not on the minds of the pilot, crew and what (unknown) remaining passengers that may have refused to get off in New Zealand, the unscheduled flight made and broke new flight records. It also plotted the possibility of new airways and landing in areas for Pan Am flying boats!

When they arrived unscheduled to New York City, its flight controllers, and civil defense authorities were shocked. They thought the plane was lost, a ghost ship of the skies! Panic ensued. Some speculated that the large plane may have been hyjacked, and was now full of bombs. As a result they had to circle for hours at a safe distance outside of the city before they received a landing clearance on the the Hudson, then taxi to their Pan Am facilities.

Later the crew and plane made the last flight back to Treasure Island at San Francisco to complete its unplanned flight around the world.

Since opening my art studio in 1992, most know me as the artist of vintage glamour, and pinup art. In that I have made a name for myself. Some of you may think this painting is a departure. This painting is not, but a starting point. A kind of physical and emotional self therapy to see if “I could”, on so many levels. Starting this painting 1993, and ending 18 months later in 1995 it consists of over 250 layers of paint. I would typically work on it 2 to 4 hours a day between my pinup art commissions which paid the bills.

Just as it it multiple layers, so to are it’s many reason to have made it.
I made this painting because it was not only an icon of American ingenuity, it was an ambassador of flight, a symbol of the American recovery from the Great Depression. I related to its history it represented a new hope for a nation and its “can do” spirit that it inspired. A necessary message of recovery to a broken nation crawling out of the depression. And it was this same revival spirit led this “great generation” to a world war victory.

But to me Pan Am clipper planes was much more than that. So much so I wrote a more in-depth article about it, and my painting. These appeared in several news papers and aviation magazines.

I started painting it in 1993, and finished It 1995. I used over 250 layers of painting and glazing tint techniques. I did this to make it glow in the dimmest of lights. As a result it is impossible to photograph its amazing changing color play.

I consider this my greatest painting for several reasons. First being for its emotional content, and the ideas that inspired it. Simply put, flying into a rising new hope. The mystery of life traveling into the unseen future. For you see, it was not just a painting. It was private statement. A revealing kind of self portrait. Only two years earlier I was bedridden for many months after breaking my neck in a construction accident. An injury that changed my life. No longer a fully able young man, and suffering with chronic pain and migraines, my life had changed. I now focused all my energy on my create arts.

Because of this injury and 18 months of physiotherapy, I had lost my home, a 20 year career, and my construction business.

The fallout of these financial losses, long hours of opening a gallery, and becoming an artist full time, was just too much a strain on my relationships. My ex-wife and I retreated. She started to choose hide in alcohol, I chose my art. I could not reconcile chronic drinking in a partner. She could not accept me throwing myself into my creative passion. We agreed to part. I lost my marriage, and family. One could say the relationship ended because of the financial, and physical stress the accident caused, or her new drinking, or even my creative ambitions. But that would be too easy and simple. Relationships do end from stress, and ours had several including a savage attack at a local park of my young teenage daughter that also altered all of our lives. A final last unpredictable, and unfortunate blow to her, and all of us.

What was left in the ashes of our family, was my broken still painful life. Still I had hope, and my art. This was my Phoenix, an accidental legacy painting. A emerging symbolic and subconscious self portrait of an artist trying to survive. And with it I had plotted a new uncharted path out of dark troubled waters to a new hope, a new future as I opened my first studio, and then Vanguard Gallery in Carmel. A long journey to financial freedom. I started as a broken man, and emerged as an artist. Little did I know that with the future new successes in the highly competitive world of pinup and glamour art, I would fall into another firestorm survival fight over financial and IP territory. In the years ahead I called it “The Pinup Wars”. But that is another story. Suffice it to say it was a complicated one with many moving parts, people, all fighting over hundreds of millions profits and IP in the late 90s and early 2000s. I again emerged in 2001 with satisfactory Federal Court protection orders , and owners rights on a valued pinup art brand. With it over 100 vintage image rights.

Indeed once again these travails over this pinup war became my inspiration to create more art! This time both creative writing, and illustration art! Creating vintage styled Detective Series of film noir stories. My “pulp styled” Fictions are based on factual events, both current and historic. I spiced with my fiction, and weaving my decades of deep diving research going back into a 80 year history of the glamour arts business.

I am also illustrating all the covers, and inside gatefold art for these “juicy”, sometimes spicy fast read novellas.

As thrillers, they are written as a true noir serial. The world of 20th century pinup art often interconnected to historic auto, and aviation industries, as well as a more nefarious, and historic characters of history. This was a salty, and sorted truth of the American pinup art history. It was a multimillion dollar business, mixing national advertising, the movie industry, and popular culture iconology. It was a big business worthy of fighting for. Even sometimes dying for!

But as they say, that is another story, for another day. You can read about it soon in my series.

Daniel Vancas -Artist and creative storyteller

"Last Flight" (c) by Daniel Vancas, 1993-95, Pan Am Clipper from San Francisco to New Zealand, leaves Honolulu, Dec. 7th 1941, just before the bombing of Pearl Harbor. Then flies to Australia and around the world unscheduled to avoid capture or destruction.

(c)Detective Dan Series, created by Daniel Vancas,1997, 2016-2026 all rights res.

Note: All art, story and writing is uniquely by Daniel Vancas. NO a.i., was used in any part. All errors, omissions, and mistakes are also uniquely my own. Thank you for overlooking my flawed humanity and limited abilities.

Artworks by Daniel Vancas now available as hand signed fine art prints on canvas and paper.


Here is an interesting essay about some little known history of pinup art and my lifelong journey with it as an artist. ...
05/08/2026

Here is an interesting essay about some little known history of pinup art and my lifelong journey with it as an artist. Daniel Vancas - artist and creative writer.

“THE LOST PINUP ARTIST” Thank you so much for so many of you for being so supportive! My little talent, combining with t...
05/08/2026

“THE LOST PINUP ARTIST” Thank you so much for so many of you for being so supportive! My little talent, combining with this hard somethimes fun work has for over three decades supported me as an artist. I am so grateful. Lately it has been hard to make a living in these unsettling times. It is a crazy mixmaster of goings on. It paints the world rather dark. More so for someone like me who studied a lot of 20th century history.

Today uncertainty makes it tough to be a creative in my pinup and fantasy genre’. Which some high end art critics were already looking down on it, and me as trivial or trite. It made me feel like all my years and work were somehow lost. But then I remembered what my Mom taught me about the arts, specifically even the subject of pinup art. Growing up as a young women in the late 1930s and 40s, She had a valid, and unique point of view. Her knowledge, and appreciation for this pinup art when she was a young woman had inspired me. (Well that and the Elvgren and Vargas Playing cards that populated our home in the 1950s and 60s.) In the war years my Mom won awards in her city for selling the most war bonds using pinup posters. Meanwhile her young brother joined up to fly In bomber crews over Europe. Lost to memory and a downed bomber in the Pyrenees mountainous of France, is the name if the plane and it’s pinup girl mascot as “Nose art”. But Benny and the boys were all rescued by the French resistance at great risk, and taken back to England to fly again. His experience have written about in other essays.

Because of this history, I came to the realization that the decades that produced best artist of pinup came from the 1930s, 40s, and 50s. It was squeezed out of the colorful tubes of their artistic imagination into a messy palette of world news and distress. It was the worst of all times.

This uniquely American art style I think fostered a hope, romance, maybe some imagined dream of normality during great uncertainty.

Movie studios, agents, models and ambitious hungry starlets pick up on the trend. Pinup as the romantic “girl next door” image became a style. It made movies, influenced fashion, created brands, launched popular magazines, and whole industries. This art style somehow got around the religious restrictions and vigorous “Hayes Codes” of the 1930s. Ad men, propagandists picked up on this as well. They used the art to sell patriotism, War Bonds, and military enlistment. These pinup artists had bridged harsh times. From the grinding Great Depression, the horrors of World War Two, Korea, to the Atomic Terror. You’d think it was over. But now these artists, and all of America landed in the Red Co**ie paranoia of the 50s. With it came all its black lists against liberal artists, writers and creatives.
This included the great Alberto Vargas, and others. But Pinup art style survived the conservative 50s as a counter point. Even as contradiction sexually repressed conservatism, could not deny that healthy sexual desire, and romance was alive and well, even if hidden. So pinup prevailed well into the 1960s, and it ended with a quiet fade to black. In the end it was ironic that it was only abolished by the sexual revolution and attitudes of “free sex”. No longer was the art of imagination, and the attitude of showing “Less is more” in Vogue.
But before pinup died with our innocence it had become a piece of our American pop culture that had already spread to others countries as well.

Today the pinup art style whether original art by me or my recreations of Elvgren’s is once again socially and quietly banned. Blurring lines of past feminism as this art is a somehow represents the old status que of feminine oppression. But that debate is best left to scholars and attorneys, not romantic artists with active imaginations.

I find it a curious thing that after more than three decades of selling pinup art, whether paintings or prints, that more than 65 percent of my sales are to women not men. Early on in the 1990s I started to interview many women on their choices and opinions about the art they chose. Romantic inspiration, was by far the first reason. A beautiful celebration of lost femininity was the second. This lead me to interview others in this field. I have in past decades I interviewed aging pinup models, starlets, artists, art collectors, and advertising salesmen of that time. None never expressed a disparaging opinion. Not even my own Mother. Most of all they understood this art was a fantasy, and a statement of adoration. A celebration of what is beautiful, even if to most is unattainable. For the best of these artists practiced what my Mom taught me best about this art. And perhaps it hold truth with all great art forms:
It is what she she said Gypsie Rose Lee, the great burlesque star had also said. “Less is more, to keep the boys guessing. Never show them everything.“ to which my Mom would add “Stimulating the imagination is a powerful thing.
It far more romantic. “

Nostalgia is great if you have a very selective memory and those rose color glasses. Pinup art, and style in our culture as entertainment value helped in a good way for people to forget their fears, sorrows, and hardships. Even in the worst of times.

Maybe once again it is a good time for its revival. And then remember our parents and grandparents with a we can do is. We can overcome. The dark days, and storms of our times will pass.

Danny Vancas 1/11/2026

The Lost Pinup Artist
(c) Daniel Vancas all rights res.

(C) Pinup art: All artworks shown are the original works and paintings by Daniel Vancas, all rights res.

“Sheer Delight” 32x24 on canvas,  by Daniel Vancas, hand painted, NO  AI.  I made this from my real woman model, who we ...
04/23/2026

“Sheer Delight” 32x24 on canvas, by Daniel Vancas, hand painted, NO AI. I made this from my real woman model, who we costumed in vintage 50s lingerie and stockings. Sitting on a 1920s barber chair where I was getting my hair cut at the time. Like Elvgren, and other vintage artists I directed and photographed my model with my planed compositions. Resulting in this one of my best pinup paintings!

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