BEST Antique Art Deco Frankart Cowboy Cigarette in Mouth Desk Lamp with Ashtray

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  • Sold Date: Aug 25, 2013
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BEST Antique Art Deco Frankart Cowboy Cigarette in Mouth Desk Lamp with Ashtray

BEST Antique Art Deco Frankart Cowboy Cigarette in Mouth Desk Lamp with Ashtray. Rare impossible to find in this condition - nothing damaged or missing and the electrical cord works perfectly, the lamp lights up fine as shown in the last photo. The ashtray insert that sits in the front right well is the original black glass - not clear glass painted black but genuine vintage ebony black glass. The base measures 5" x 8 1/2"; the cowboy alone is about 8" tall; the lamp shade is 7 3/4" long and the entire piece sits about 11 1/2" tall. All metal parts with the exception of the ashtray - the cowboy is a brass plated spelter alloy metal sometimes called French Bronze. Everything is right with this piece - no damage of any kind and all original parts. Under the ashtray in the center of the well it is marked Frankart INC Patent Applied For (abbreviated). The cowboy still has his metal cigarette dangling from his mouth!

A Little History on Frankart, Inc. by Henry Underberg The following article was provided by Neil Underberg, son of Henry Underberg. Henry Underberg was Vice President and General Manager of Frankart, Inc from 1922 to 1932 and died in 1992 at the age of 94. The author of this article is unknown. My first job was with the Metal and Export Company of America on 59 Pearl Street in downtown New York City. I was an assistant to the traffic manager, a man by the name of Newman. I want to mention something about my summer vacations. Because we needed the money pretty badly, my summers were never a vacation! I had to look for jobs during my High School days. And among the many jobs I had was one with a firm called Freeman Brothers who were wholesale hatters. They had a loft on Broadway and about West 4th Street and their loft was on street level and ran all the way back from Broadway to Mercer Street. I was going by the store one day when I saw a lineup of boys in front of the place and outside there was a sign which said, "Boy Wanted." So I got on the end of the line and, believe it or not, they finally reached me. And I must have made an impression on them because they decided to take me. So I got myself a job and I think the salary was either four and a half or five dollars a week. At any rate, after I was told I had the job they said to please go outside and take down the "Boy Wanted" sign. Well, I went outside to take down the sign and was almost mobbed by a hundred other kids who wanted to kill me because I got the job. That was an experience I have never forgotten. The Metal Export Company of America lasted until international affairs changed and the export market for metals had come to the point where there was not much business. It changed from an exporting company to an importing company. They organized Old World Arts, Inc. Incidentally, the fellow who was the traffic manager quit his job and I became traffic manager. The company moved to 212 Fifth Ave at 26th Street. Mr. Mores, the head of the company, went to Europe on an extensive buying trip and bought up a lot of "Old World" art. We had a fine shop on Fifth Avenue and I was Assistant Manager of the shop. I got to meet and see a lot of famous people, among them Charlie Chaplin who came into our shop one day and I had a few words with him. He looked around but didn't buy anything. One day a gentleman, a young man, came in and showed me a metal figurine and wondered if I would show it in the shop and sell it on consignment. I looked at the figurine and was very much impressed by its beauty. The gentleman was Arthur Frankenberg, a sculptor. I took a few of the figurines and they sold well. I took more and more. After a little while I had had enough of that shop and I decided to go into business for myself. I got some temporary space at 1170 Broadway, where my friend, Nat Goldstein, had an office and I started the Hennart Company with some decorated items made by a Jacksonville hand-decorating factory. In those days there were no gift shops in the depa...