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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...added that it would take a person "with the mind of a naturalist, the fingers of an artist and finally, patience," to produce such delicate works today...

Author: By Robert C. Gormley, | Title: Glass Flowers to Show in New York | 3/1/1976 | See Source »

Spellman wrote best when he wrote about black music and the people who make it. His close association with the greatest black musicians, including pianist Cecil Taylor, and master saxophonists Jackie McLean, Ornette Coleman and John Coltrane, gave him an insight into what it means to be a black artist in America...

Author: By James Cramer, | Title: A.B. And All That Jazz | 2/28/1976 | See Source »

...business, though, when Rostropovich performs, and in solo recitals, as in concerti, his own concentration never falters. He describes the almost supernatural power which an artist should have over his audience, leading it into a trance-like state. "When I play a lot of concerts," he says, "I know in which places I allow the audience to turn their pages. The public can't hear it, they have to overhear it. When the public listens badly and doesn't pay attention, you have to do something. Your fantasies, your heart must...

Author: By Judy Kogan, | Title: From Russia, With Love | 2/25/1976 | See Source »

This is landscape as seen by those who cannot escape, who must work on it. Such people were not rococo milkmaids. They were the rural lumpen proletariat, the rooted, shapeless mass brutalized by the agrarian disasters of the '40s and '50s. Millet was the first artist to make peasants a subject instead of an accessory. His paintings are an encyclopedia of work: digging, hoeing, planting potatoes, spreading manure...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Art: A Great Lost Painter | 2/23/1976 | See Source »

Millet was an artist, not a propagandist; his depth of feeling was as unquestionable as his lack of egotism. "I will swear to you," he wrote to a friend in 1851, "at the risk of seeming even more of a socialist, that it is the human side that touches me most . . . and it is never the joyous side that shows itself to me: I don't know where it is. I have never seen...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Art: A Great Lost Painter | 2/23/1976 | See Source »

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