Word: angular
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...example, the Ancient Egyptians thought death was like life, only more conceptual--so they wrapped their former pharoahs in ace bandages and secreted them in vast, angular postmodern structures built of stone. Moslems, on the other hand, have traditionally thought of the afterlife as a paradise of inlaid patios and plashing fountains, in which the True Believer could sit forever, dandling plump breasted houris and rosy bottomed boys upon his knees...
...Gustav Klimt were camp curiosities at best -- parochial, high-strung, dead-end digressions. Today, however, a kind of Viennese revival is under way. Prominent designers and architects are producing furniture and buildings distinctly reminiscent of Hoffmann, Wagner and Adolf Loos. Every second book jacket, it seems, has a thick, angular sans serif typeface derived from the Wiener Werkstatte, the seminal crafts collaborative established in the city in 1903. Nearly the whole crop of high-design coffee services and teapots marketed since 1980 seems to have been plucked from an avant-garde Viennese workshop sometime before...
...last week. There is no pushing back this Friday's deadline. Up in the statue's crown, a Mexican worker--an immigrant!--put finishing touches on new interior copper sheathing, while Project Architect John Robbins of the Park Service complimented the man on his finesse at riveting an eccentric, angular piece of metal...
...displayed their command of pantomime in some of the humorous numbers. Dressed in colorful costumes from the '20s, they lifted their legs effortlessly into arabesques. The motion does not stop as the women join their partners in a finale of lunges, head rolls and turns with their arms carving angular shapes in the air. This breathless scene ended as a bell rings and a train whistle blows in the distance...
...baseball heritage is easy to trace. Etha Talbert, Gooden's paternal grandmother, swore it was spiritual. She died this year, convinced that Dwight was "his granddaddy come back alive." The boy never knew Uclesee Gooden but loved to hear his father's energetic accounts of the angular, strong-legged, long-armed Georgia pitcher whose fastball had been consigned by the times to a black sandlot in Albany. " 'Could he bring it, Dad?' Dwight would say to me, and I'd laugh. 'Yeah, he could bring...