Saturday, September 22, 2012

What the Shit Happened to Joyce?


She's known, or was, as Gabrielle and Joyce and Joyce Spaeth and Cherie Pinegar and Joyce Grable (trying to evoke another glamor girl?) and the list probably goes on. Pre-XXX and XX and X publications (mags, books, film), the models used their real names or perhaps a stage name, and the names generally varied by way of adjusted spellings - see Betty Page, Bettie Page, Betty Paige, and even as Gaby. But then the "artist's handbook of models" become "Busty Babe" with not even a wink to the photographer or the possibility that the customer might actually be an artist for art's sake. So a few years after the blowup of pinup and fetish models, straightforward soft- and hardcore glossy-cover magazines saw light. Magazines the size of magazines! The digest day ended. Black-and-white was still in, and today virtually only in fashion magazines, but the use of color photography to really illustrate all the contours, shadows, freckles, moles, stretch marks and hair follicles to the prospective artist began to take hold, and this issue of Parliament's "Busty Babe," volume one number two, is a perfect example. But who is, who was Joyce? For the money, five bucks for nearly 130 sets of breasts and almost half as much cooch, Joyce, a Denver-ite, was one of the shapeliest of the 1970s solo pinups. Maybe she was a pinup on the pegboard toolbox walls of auto shops. Maybe not. I pin her up here. We don't know a lot of the career of this well-endowed half-Native American woman, nor much of what came before and after said career. I have only seen a handful of publications that might possibly have an image or two of Joyce/Gabrielle/Cherie, but this particular Parliament issue has to be her single best contribution to the world of nude photography. Suddenly I ponder the statistic of nude photography preference when presented with professional, well lit but mood-lighting lit studio photography of elegant nude models, and professional, daylight-lit comfort of your own house kind of studio photography of exaggerated porn-star prototypes. A head nod goes to Candy Barr for the legit prototype, though. Fun fact.
Digressing, most of the photographs in this issue are black and white, and many of them show the pocahontas with headband and long dark hair. Thankfully, the producers left out the bow and arrow bit. This is one of the more accessible shots taken of the hot, slender squaw. 
Tan-lines were in, obviously, and the contrast really motivated the soul of the black/white still, and really punched with color photos. Joyce's negative spaces hold true, but somehow stir her aura of Native American mother-type into So-Cal beachcomber. It's the thought that really counts. Joyce knew what she was doing, and she knew what the trends were of the affluent tit and ass models who stop short of hetero-homo coupled photo shoots. She was solosexual. The best ones were. Another Joyce who came a short while later began solo, and gradually went over the fence, and is a good example of the evolution of the solosexual. But why mess with perfection? Make some flatbread, jewelry and shawls, don yer headgear and strip down to the stockings and make a few dollars. Surprising is the method of appearing and disappearing with such haste nude models of the 70s and 80s employ. 
So what happened to you, Joyce? It seems you packed your envoy, your tipi, your clay pots, your pelts, and skipped settlement. You picked some flowers along the way to remember your territory as it was yours to own, and promptly laid to rest any further development of your career, maintained your throne's host and kept your jewels straight. You left the place cozy, and blessed the couch and the foot of the fireplace with your ass and the sky with your boobs, and set a bar for successors to reach, other pocahonti, other Joyces. How could you leave without saying, well...you said enough. More than, perhaps. With a full pair, a bellybutton sometimes AWOL, and perhaps the best legs of your era, cowboys have been spurring their steeds numb. 

The magazine purports to have interviewed the buxom Chippewa, with selected quotes, stating her preferences in the opposite sex, the usual semi-autobiographical "I like men to play with my..." type of responses. Near the tail end of the journey, and indeed the flipping pages became like hunting for the three rings, Joyce says she likes to take care of her man, pamper and even mother them. There's some esoteric fetishism I will not be blogging about. Perhaps her strong Native upbringing on Roosevelt's grass-hewn buffalo prairies instilled within her the Mother of the earth. If Roosevelt had seen Joyce sitting she-style, wrapping a child's braids in agate, horse hair and pipestone, he would have left a few bulls alive. 
What the shit happened to you, Joyce of the Mother Earth? You flew the planet and left your own globes behind. And now too, like buried artifacts from so long ago, specific tools for specific purposes, we find you on our solosexual archaeological dig. Honey, we dig.
*all photos courtesy of my android and a (now) rainy weekend afternoon. If you or someone you know has any information or material regarding the model represented, feel free to contact me.

14 comments:

  1. well,what did happen to her ?

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    1. I believe she retired to Florida where she met a dude and hung out in music halls, and quietly passed away a few years ago.

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    2. Try googling Gabrielle Shubert aka joyce spaeth

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    3. Thanks "Anonymous" for the tip. Her real name was Joyce Spaeth, and see my comment from 3/5/2015. Keep digging her!

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  2. In 1984 I was living in an apartment in Upland, California. One of my neighbors across the courtyard was an incredibly beautiful and sexy woman. I eventually got a chance to chat with her. She said her name was Joyce. I later learned her last name was Spaeth. I spent several very enjoyable evenings at Joyce's apartment, both talking about all sorts of things as well as messing around. It was amazing to be with such a beautiful woman who also had such an amazing body. During this time I also happened to be browsing through some men's magazines at a local magazine store. In a magazine specializing in large-breasted women, I saw a photo of a woman I realized was my neighbor. That was such a turn-on, and I immediately bought the magazine. I was a bit too chicken, though, to ask Joyce if she ever had posed nude for any men's magazines. If it was something she wanted to keep secret, I didn't want to offend her or make her mad at me. Anyway, she ended up moving out of the apartment complex and I never had the pleasure of seeing her again. I did find out she had moved up to a city in northern California. I looked her up in the phone book and called the number once. The woman who answered said she was Joyce's mother and that Joyce was not home. I never did call the number again, as by that time I was involved in a serious relationship with a woman I later married, and I didn't think she would be happy with me calling a former neighbor who was as beautiful as Joyce was. I don't know what happened to Joyce after the move to northern California. I hope that Christopher Reed's comment (above) that he believes she had passed away isn't correct, as I would hate to think that Joyce had died. In addition to being one of the most beautiful and incredibly well-endowed women I've ever known, she was also a very nice person. She had a great personality that matched her physical beauty and sexiness. I'd like to think that Joyce Spaeth is still alive and is enjoying her life. I still enjoy thinking back to those occasions I was with her in her apartment, wishing I'd have gotten to spend many more hours with Joyce...
    Bill in SoCal (still living in Upland!)

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    1. Hi Bill, Your story is uplifting and enviable, as Joyce is one of few of history's dames who I'd deem worthy of having as a neighbor, let alone a neighbor you fool around with, enjoy Californian wine in Californian sunsets, with ocean-side music and maybe some grass. I was able to do a little digging, conjured up a photograph of Joyce and her main squeeze at the time, and some people who said they knew Joyce, and discovered she had passed away. She was in Florida at the time, likely dancing to some good tunes at local clubs, and was still very smiley in her photograph. Rest assured Bill that Joyce is in a good place, her own heaven, wherever people go after they create heaven on Earth. Keep your memories as long as you can, you are lucky among us wishers and dreamers.

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    2. Hi, Christopher,
      Thanks for your follow-up to my comments, and for confirming that Joyce had, indeed, passed away. That really does sadden me. Even though I only crossed paths with her for a rather brief time in my life, and I hadn't seen or spoken to her in about 30 years, it's sad to think of her as being gone from the world. She was one of those special women who have both really nice personalities along with incredible physical beauty. I was lucky to have met her and shared some very enjoyable moments with her. If you still have that photograph you mentioned, the one of Joyce with one of her boyfriends, would it be possible for you to post the picture here on your website? I think that would make for a nice tribute to her. To see her happy and out enjoying herself as just a regular person instead of just posing for some magazine photographer. I wish that I'd have though of taking some snapshots of Joyce back when we lived a few doors apart. Anyway, thanks again for your thoughts and updates regarding Joyce. I can see that she made an impression on a great number of other people besides me!
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      Bill

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  3. Bill,

    Will take some digging to see if I can come up with that photo, I may have bookmarked it here somewhere. I'm not sure I SHOULD post it and make the connection with this lovely gray-haired lady and her sordid albeit completely natural past. I know a good many models that were popular do not care to relive their days in the buff, so I may not. Follow my blog and I am happy to continue corresponding through email.

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    1. Hi, Christopher,
      I would very much like to see that later photo you had of Joyce, if you're able to find it. I just subscribed to Suicide of Pulp via the line near the bottom of this page. It's the address that begins with "exf". If you could find the photo, maybe you could send me a copy of the image to that e-mail address in order to bypass posting it on your blog? If you were to send me a copy of the photo, you have my promise it would not be forwarded to anyone else or be posted anywhere online. Regards, Bill

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  4. Bill, I am in the process now of triangulating her obituary, will let you know what I find. I dug and dug and could not come up with that photo. It was on the website of a Florida DJ, she frequented the place the DJ played music, and I haven't been able to recall it. Also, I meant you should follow my blog, not just subscribe to the post comments. The join button is along the right of my blog....

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  5. That sounds good. I hope you'll eventually be able to track down the picture again, and perhaps you'll make it available to any interested readers and bloggers of your site. I'll watch the site and may subscribe to the blog. I don't follow blogs much at all, but I just might on this particular area of interest.
    Bill

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  6. Bill, Was able to acquire an obituary, but still no photo. "Spaeth, Joyce I. 69, of Bonita Springs, FL, passed away November 19, 2012. Born in St. Louis December 22, 1942 to the late Leonard A. Schaefer and Ora E. Schaefer. Survived by sons Donald and David....Services: Celebration of Life at Woodlawn Chapel, Ellisville, MO, Feb. 16,..........Copyright, 2013, St. Louis Post-Dispatch"

    I've trimmed away some of the details...

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  7. Hi, Thanks for the additional information. That adds some more to the story. I hadn't realized that Joyce was that old. She had seemed to me to be around my age or a little younger when we were neighbors. If you are able to track down any regular photos of her, I hope you'll post them or work out some way for Joyce's old friends and fans to view them. Take care.
    Bill

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    1. Hi Bill, I have a number of magazines featuring Joyce, and a few original photos, from her modeling career, if you are interested. Send me an email if so...

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