Word: artistically
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...name?" In Manhattan, Cartoonist Will Johnstone of the World Telegram made a picture of his tax payer playing golf dressed in a barrel, saying "Nobody objects to my shorts." In the New York Daily News, Cartoonist C. D. Batchelor drew a sketch called "A Thousand Welcomes," showing a newspaper artist bored with such topics as the Drought, Hitler and the Far East, examining with approval the figure of a female golfer wearing shorts...
...antique joke will not be historically enlightened by Twentieth Century's brief biography of the greatest goldsmith of the 16th Century. It exhibits Cellini only once in his studio and even then he works without enthusiasm. It is a portrait of him in his spare time, not as the artist but as the medieval playboy, dashing, sly and consecrated to misconduct. Magnificently acted by Frank Morgan, Fredric March and Constance Bennett, directed with delicacy by Gregory La Cava, The Affairs of Cellini is an uproarious and gracefully ribald costume play, rarely informative but almost always funny...
Alessandro, Duke of Florence (Morgan), decides to have Cellini (March) killed, for fighting with a Medici. The Duchess (Bennett) wants him to remain alive until he has finished some gold plates for her banquet to the Duchess of Milan. When the Duke calls on Cellini, the artist is making love to Angela, his model (Fay Wray). The Duke changes his mind, pardons Cellini, takes his model to his summer palace. Presently the Duchess visits Cellini's workshop. She commissions him to make a key, asks him to bring it to the summer palace. Cellini arrives with the key while...
...Sweet pulled on his operating gloves, Warden Lawes, under a brilliant, shadowless box light, felt a nurse swabbing the sore thigh with iodine. Another swung a table of instruments handy. A Negro artist serving a life sentence stepped up on a stool near the operating table. He had pad and pencil to picture the entire operation. Dr. Sweet jabbed a local anesthetic into Warden Lawes's leg. The Warden winced. The Surgeon sliced. The Warden felt nothing. The Surgeon clamped blood vessels, sliced some more, reached a fibrous capsule which enclosed the "tumor...
...Sweet cut into the tough capsule, Warden Lawes could hear the instruments grating. The Surgeon probed the hole, felt a hard mass. With forceps he pulled at the mass. It came loose, a strange-looking something the size of a plum. Surgeon Sweet paused several seconds while the Negro artist sketched the "tumor" and cavity, then tossed the "growth" into a catch basin, reamed the cavity in Warden Lawes's leg, put in a drain and some stitches, and was done...