Ruscha, himself kind of a faux naïf, seems captivated by Babitz’s ease, her unaffected self. “She was really intelligent and up-to-date, into out-of-the-way things, unpopular things, avant-garde,” he told me. “Our little Kiki de Montparnasse pulled it off.”

In 2022, the Huntington Library in California announced that it had acquired Babitz's personal archive, which includes drafts, journals, photographs, and letters spanning 1943 to 2011. [27] Published works [ edit ] Fiction [ edit ] Eve Babitz began her independent career as an artist, working in the music industry for Ahmet Ertegun at Atlantic Records, making album covers. In the late 1960s, she designed album covers for Linda Ronstadt, The Byrds, and Buffalo Springfield. Her most famous cover was a collage for the 1967 album Buffalo Springfield Again. In 1963, her first brush with notoriety came through Julian Wasser's iconic photograph of a nude, 20-year-old Babitz playing chess with the artist Marcel Duchamp on the occasion of his landmark retrospective at the Pasadena Art Museum. The show was curated by Walter Hopps, with whom Babitz was having an affair at the time. [5] [6] The photograph is described by the Smithsonian Archives of American Art as being "among the key documentary images of American modern art". [3] Undeniably the work of a native, in love with her place. This quality of the intrinsic and the indigenous is precisely what has been mising from almost all the fiction about Hollywood…the accuracy and feeling with which she delineates LA is a fresh quality in California writing.”—Larry McMurtry, Washington PostHolter, Andrew. "The RS500 #188: Buffalo Springfield, "Buffalo Springfield Again" (1967)". Rolling Stone. Archived from the original on December 30, 2021 . Retrieved December 30, 2021. a b c Babitz, Eve (2019). "All This and The Godfather Too". I Used To Be Charming. New York: New York Review of Books. ISBN 9781681373799. Archived from the original on April 21, 2021 . Retrieved April 21, 2021. Tolentino, Jia. "The "Sex and Rage" of Eve Babitz". The New Yorker. Archived from the original on February 23, 2021 . Retrieved April 21, 2021.

Andreeva, Nellie (October 4, 2017). "Hulu Developing 'LA Woman' Comedy Based On Eve Babitz Memoirs From Liz Tigelaar, Amy Pascal and Elizabeth Cantillon". Archived from the original on November 7, 2017 . Retrieved October 4, 2017. It’s well known that for something to be fiction it must move right along and not meander among the bushes gazing into the next county. Unfortunately, with L.A. it’s impossible. You can’t write a story about L.A. that doesn’t turn around in the middle or get lost. And since it’s the custom for people who “like” L.A. to embrace everything wholesale and wallow in Forest Lawn, all the stories you read make you wonder why the writer doesn’t just go ahead and jump, get it over with. In 1997, Babitz was severely injured when ash from a cigar she was smoking ignited her skirt, causing life-threatening third-degree burns over half her body. Because she had no health insurance, friends and family organized a fund-raising auction to pay her medical bills. Friends and former lovers donated cash and artworks to help pay for her long recovery. Babitz became somewhat more reclusive after this incident, but was still willing to be interviewed on occasion. When I was growing up, civilized friends of my parents’ and even my parents used to complain all the time about how the L.A. County Art Museum was a travesty unparalleled anywhere for dopiness. They’d really get angry each time they recalled how Stravinsky was never so much as nodded to by “the city.” I used to wonder, when I was little, how a city nodded to Stravinsky. City Hall was all the way downtown and Stravinsky lived in West Hollywood. These adults used to sigh and say, “If he lived anywhere else . . . any where else, they would have done something about him. But not Los Angeles.” I think that the truth was that Stravinsky lived in L.A. because when you’re in your studio, you don’t have to be a finished product all the time or make formal pronouncements. Work and love—the two best things—flourish in studios. It’s when you have to go outside and define everything that they often disappear.Schudel, Matt (December 19, 2021). "Eve Babitz, who chronicled and reveled in Hollywood hedonism, dies at 78". Washington Post. ISSN 0190-8286. Archived from the original on December 20, 2021 . Retrieved December 20, 2021. Babitz, Eve (December 18, 2021). "Eve Babitz: I Was a Naked Pawn For Art". Esquire. Archived from the original on December 19, 2021 . Retrieved December 19, 2021.

Los Angeles-born glamour girl, bohemian, artist, muse, sensualist, wit and pioneering foodie Eve Babitz…reads like Nora Ephron by way of Joan Didion, albeit with more lust and drugs and tequila…Reading Babitz is like being out on the warm open road at sundown, with what she called, in another book, ‘4/60 air conditioning’— that is, going 60 miles per hour with all four windows down. You can feel the wind in your hair.”—Dwight Garner, The New York TimesThe essays found in Slow Days, Fast Compnay are a mix of personal reflections, cultural commentary, and humorous anecdotes that offer a unique perspective on life in Los Angeles during that era. Babitz's essays explore a range of themes, including love, sex, art, identity, and the city itself. With a sharp wit and an irreverent style, Babitz takes readers on a journey through the city's glamorous and gritty neighborhoods, introducing them to a cast of colorful characters and capturing the energy and excitement of a city on the brink of change. Babitz creates a vivid portrait of Los Angeles, a city that is at once alluring and flawed. Olsen, Mark (December 18, 2021). "Author Eve Babitz, who captured and embodied the culture of Los Angeles, dies at 78". Los Angeles Times. Archived from the original on December 19, 2021 . Retrieved December 19, 2021.

The following essay appears as the introduction to Slow Days, Fast Company: The World, The Flesh, and L.A. by Eve Babitz, published by New York Review Books. Eve Babitz". New York Review Books. Archived from the original on April 21, 2021 . Retrieved April 21, 2021.In 1963, her first brush with notoriety came through Julian Wasser's iconic photograph of a nude, twenty-year-old Babitz playing chess with the artist Marcel Duchamp, on the occasion of his landmark retrospective at the Pasadena Art Museum. The show was curated by Walter Hopps, with whom Babitz was having an affair at the time. The photograph is described by the Smithsonian Archives of American Art as being “among the key documentary im Babitz was born in Hollywood, California, the daughter of Mae, an artist, and Sol, a classical violinist on contract with 20th Century Fox.Her father was of Russian Jewish descent and her mother had Cajun (French) ancestry.Babitz's parents were friends with the composer Igor Stravinsky, who was her godfather. In 1997, Babitz was severely injured while in her car when she accidentally dropped a lit match onto a gauze skirt, which ignited and melted her pantyhose beneath it. [17] While her lower legs were protected by the sheepskin Ugg boots she was wearing, the accident caused life-threatening third-degree burns to over half of her body. [4] :357–358 Because she had no health insurance, friends and family organized a fund-raising auction to pay her medical bills. Friends and former lovers donated cash and artworks to help pay for her long recovery. Babitz became somewhat more reclusive after this incident, but was still willing to be interviewed on occasion. [6] In a 2000 interview with Ron Hogan of Beatrice magazine, Babitz said, "I've got other books to do that I'm working on." [2] When Hogan asked what those books would be about, Babitz replied: "One's fiction and the other's nonfiction. The nonfiction book is about my experiences in the hospital. The other's a fictionalized version of my parents' lives in Los Angeles, my father's Russian Jewish side and my mother's Cajun French side." [2] These books had not been published as of 2019 [update]. Babitz’s sentences—fluffy, golden, and spunky—which appear flippant…but like Marilyn Monroe infusing the ditz with closeted intellectualism, Babitz has a genius for revealing the depths of ostensibly shallow waters.”—Monica McClure, The Culture Trip