The smoke of cigarettes and cigars hung in the air.
New scarves and gloves were much in evidence, whilst the aroma of cigar smoke hung everywhere.
It is a comfortable aerie; a pleasantly defiant memory of Cuban cigar smoke hung in the air.
Its walls were lined with bookcases, and the spicy, acrid odor of cigar smoke hung in the air.
By the first few races on Thursday, the crush of those pretty people and all the others had snarled the concourses of the grandstand where the cigar smoke hung thick.
The artist Larry Bell smokes a cigar, Billy Al Bengston hangs upside down bare-chested out of his car window, and Ed Ruscha holds a cup of coffee as he shows off his car's immaculately polished bodywork.
Elsewhere, the image of Brigitte Bardot as a cowgirl on the set of The Legend of French King in 1971, comes from the same roll of film as his infamous shot of her with a cigar, which hangs permanently in the National Portrait Gallery.
Bronze statues of players in action dot the hallways; cigar smoke hangs in the air; members speak in hushed tones.
Juan Boza's "Coronación de la Tierra (Crowning of the Earth)," from 1990, a year before the artist died in Brooklyn, also includes a bed of dirt on top of which are placed found objects suggestive of the Caribbean: hard candy (representing the sugar trade), little rum bottles, coconuts, cigars and an armature hung with colorful, shaped paintings.
The artists called him "the Don" and put on a famous show in his honour, of pictures painted on the lids of cigar boxes (some of these hung in our house).
