Word: artists
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...miracles do happen in the Soviet Union," said a bearded, beaming Moscow painter. "We have had four hours of freedom here this afternoon," exulted another artist. Their cause for jubilation was the officially sanctioned "Second Fall Outdoor Art Show" at Moscow's Izmailovo Park last week...
...Graphics 1 and Graphics 2, 168 Newbury St. in Boston, lithographs from Ellsworth Kelly's plant series. Kelly, a major abstract artist, made these representational prints of Cyclamens, Magnolias, Camelias and lemon branches in 1964. Through Nov. 16, the Gallery is open...
...Souther, Hillman, and Furay Band is an attempt at a minor supergroup. With the exception of Souther, a marginally successful A.A. solo artist, the band has good credentials. Furay, one of the lesser-known members of the legendary Buffalo Springfield, left to form Poco, which concentrated mainly on country-rock. Hillman went from the Byrds to the now defunct Flying Burrito Brothers, after which he spent some time with Stephen Stills's group, Manassas. Although not a critic's band, this group does have a hit single, "Falling in Love," which is gradually climbing the charts. Orpheum theater, October...
...spent too much time in this space, resifting the same phantoms of personal history and illusion. This has been said as well, and predictably, about Amarcord. What is so different, and so significant, is a whole new strengthening of tone and depth of feeling, the exhilaration of an artist re-exploring old territory with heightened powers. In a real sense, it seems that much of Fellini's work over the past decade has been a preparation for Amarcord, a masterly film in which half-formed jottings and free flights of fancy merge together and are exalted into...
...character in The Importance of Being Earnest, Lenin himself is only moved by the decadent art of Chekhov and Beethoven. Joyce, perhaps, offers another angle on the problem, but one not explored much by Stoppard, who leaves Joyce as a tweedy, limerick-spouting stage-Irishman and stock anti-social artist. Stoppard should have spent less time trying to be clever in the first act and moving in the second, and produced the kind of appealing characters, sharp dialogue and thought-provoking positions on life and art that we know he is capable of from his earlier plays...