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Joanna Ebenstein

Laurence King Publishing

THE human body can fascinate and enthral 鈥� but it can also appal. Two new books highlight our complex relationship with the body and, interestingly for the queasy 21st century, don鈥檛 blink at the facts.

Joanna Ebenstein co-founded the now closed Morbid Anatomy Museum in New York. She spent years studying how we think about the body, sparked by receiving a calendar from the M眉tter Museum of the College of Physicians of Philadelphia, a Pennsylvanian institution that contains human specimens preserved in alcohol.

She is interested in why once-commonplace images of death and the body are now considered bizarre. 鈥淭he human body is something we can all relate to, as opposed to images of botany or astronomy,鈥� she says about her new book, Anatomica.

Ebenstein charts the history of the body鈥檚 portrayal in art and society, homing in on 1543, when Andreas Vesalius鈥檚 De Humani Corporis Fabrica Libri Septem became the first book to look at mammal bodies based on factual dissection, rather than hypotheses.

Unlike today鈥檚 body bible, Gray鈥檚 Anatomy, Vesalius鈥檚 images are playful and artistic. They are in beautiful landscapes, not laid out on slabs, says Ebenstein. That physical detachment didn鈥檛 happen until the 19th century, by which time we had come to see the body as mechanical, rather than spiritual 鈥� and started to avoid taboo subjects like death.

That was also when skin covers started to spook us. In Dark Archives, Megan Rosenbloom, a librarian at the University of California, Los Angeles, probes what was once a normal practice.

Like Ebenstein, her interest in the corporeal was born among the 19th-century pillars of the M眉tter Museum. A former journalist, her eye was drawn to a case of small books, their covers closed. There was little to indicate that these were the books鈥� most important feature. Then she read the caption: they were made from human skin.

After that, whenever she visited a library, she asked if they had books bound in human skin. She recalls: 鈥淚 was surprised more and more places said they had one.鈥� Her book tries to answer a simple question: why did we flay people as leather?

The answers aren鈥檛 definitive, but again show a changing attitude to the sanctity of human bodies. Most of those who owned books covered in skin were doctors. 鈥淚t tells us a complicated story about the way doctors viewed patients in the past,鈥� she says. 鈥淚f it鈥檚 going to end up in the bucket, why not take a piece of skin and save it anyway?鈥�

Rosenbloom tries to return humanity to the books, identifying the people who gave their skin when she can. Most were unwitting or unwilling donors, but she found George Walton, whose skin covers a book in the Boston Athenaeum.

Walton, a highway robber in 19th-century Massachusetts, was dying of tuberculosis in prison. Telling tales of his past, he lobbied to become a book cover. That wish was granted, his skin wrapping his own slim memoir. As Rosenbloom says: 鈥淭o hear from someone who wanted this, in his own words, adds this amazing element.鈥�