Colorado Souvenir Pressed Glass Ashtray Central City Face On the Barroom Floor

Description

Old souvenir ashtray from the Teller House Bar in Central City, Colorado.
Heavy pressed glass with picture of the famous painting
The Face on the Barroom Floor
.
The ashtray is
5”across.
It is in e
xcellent condition.
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Story of the painting
from Wikipedia
The Face on the Barroom Floor
is a painting
on the floor of the Teller House
Bar in Central City, Colorado
. It was painted in 1936 by Herndon Davis
.
Davis had been commissioned by the Central City Opera Associaton
to paint a series of paintings for the Opera House
; he was also requested to do some work at the Teller House. One afternoon at the bar he became embroiled in a heated argument with Ann Evans, the project director, about the manner in which his work should be executed. The upshot of the fight was that Davis was told to quit, or else he would be fired.
According to one version of the story, the painting was the suggestion of a busboy
named Joe Libby; knowing that Davis would soon be fired, he suggested that the artist "give them something to remember [him] by".
In Davis' own words,
The Central City Opera House Association hired me to do a series of paintings and sketches of the famous mining town, which they were then rejuvenating as an opera center and tourist attraction. I stayed at the Teller House while working up there, and the whim struck me to paint a face on the floor of the old Teller House barroom. In its mining boom heyday it was just such a floor as the ragged artist used in d’Arcy's famous old poem. But the hotel manager and the bartender would have none of such tomfoolery. They refused me permission to paint the face. Still the idea haunted me, and in my last night in Central City, I persuaded the bellboy Jimmy Libby to give me a hand. After midnight, when the coast was clear, we slipped down there. Jimmy held a candle for me and I painted as fast as I could. Yet it was 3 AM when I finished.
Whatever the inspiration, Davis did not sign his work, and soon the bar's owners chose to capitalize on it.