Word: artists
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Died. Sidney Bechet, 62, Negro Dixieland jazz artist famed for the honeyed wail of his soprano saxophone; of cancer; in Garches, a Paris suburb. At ten Bechet was tooting his clarinet in the dives of Storyville, New Orleans' oldtime red-light district, over the years spread the lusty music of Dixieland up and down the land, across the Atlantic. An eclectic musician who knew Bach, could read music only sketchily, but wrote a ballet, Composer-Performer Bechet wove grand opera into Dixieland, combined some Verdi with Gershwin whenever he played Summertime. In and out of favor...
Small, spry, tough, intense, Kiesler got few commissions for his missionary work and asked for no favors. His credo, stated in the College Art Journal: "The artist must learn only one thing in order to be creative: not to resist himself, but to resist without exception every human, technical, social, economical factor that prevents him from being himself." Recently, a former student of Kiesler, Armand Bartos, asked him to become a partner while remaining strictly Kiesler. Their collaboration resulted first in Manhattan's strange and elegant World House Galleries (TIME, Feb. 4, 1957). Now ground is being broken...
APPRECIATE VERY MUCH YOUR STORY ON ME. HOWEVER STRONGLY OBJECT TO USING WORD TAWDRY TO DESCRIBE HUNGRY I. IT IS ONE OF THE RARE NIGHTCLUBS WHERE THE PERFORMER IS RESPECTED BY MANAGEMENT AND PUBLIC ALIKE AS AN ARTIST...
...passion, shines and pours through the torment of Michelangelo's art. His Conversion of St. Paul, commissioned by Pope Paul III in 1542, has lightning in it. The lightning streams down from God's hand upon Paul, to reshape him utterly. This was the work of an artist who would do anything for his work but nothing for reward-a man inspired as St. Paul had been, and forever conscious of the lightning from above that would blaze through...
This particular version of Mont Saint-Victoire just approaches being over-labored, a flaw to which Cezanne was susceptible. Nevertheless, he stopped in the nick of time. A living spontaneity illuminates this painting. For that matter, two small canvases, a portrait of the artist's son, and a bather, are fresher still and the more marvelous...