Word: asphaltic
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...would argue with the feeling of Rabbi Steven Leder of Los Angeles' huge Wilshire Boulevard Temple that since the terror "the intensity of the [religious] experience has heightened." On Sept. 22, as Attorney General John Ashcroft warned that Boston might be attacked next, 15,000 Christians knelt on the asphalt of City Hall Plaza in a display of Christian repentance. Evangelist Franklin Graham thinks the mood will hold. "There is a conflict in front of us," he says. "And that is going to keep the focus on the spiritual...
...untitled depictions of 1940s urban New York has a small child-probably a baby boomer-at the epicenter; her mother is tucked into the periphery and a car speeds towards the child, who runs to her mother. The salient objects of the photograph are machines, cars, buildings, concrete, asphalt, and, in increasing numbers, people. The space presents itself ominously and uninvitingly. The child seems afraid, uncomfortable, not at home. In such a way, Levit appears to be depicting a sort of psychological dysphoria in terms of the physical space her subjects occupy...
...smooth and (when used to make flesh) slightly rubbery pigment. After moving to San Francisco in the early '70s, he took his eye outside and did cityscapes--those strange, plunging perspectives of the hills and highways of the city, translated into gravity-defying slices, with cars clinging to the asphalt like flies to a wall, as in Apartment Hill...
Burden, 58, puts bloated thoroughfares on what he calls a "road diet." In cities as large as Las Vegas, Toronto and Seattle and hamlets as small as Sammamish, Wash., he has trimmed lanes and filled the space with bike routes or a grassy buffer between the asphalt and the sidewalk to ease walkers' stress. Of course, motorists tend to react to Burden as they might to a jackknifed manure spreader directly in their path. "They say ,'We already have a traffic problem,'" says Burden, "'and now you want to take lanes away...
...night of my last exam here at the College I celebrated with a late-night run by the Charles—several laps around the asphalt pathways I think of as the racetrack. I spent most of the time absorbed in my own thoughts of senior week, my new job, spending the summer with my family and all those other details that fly through your mind as you pound the pavement. As I rounded the bend near the JFK Park to head home, I looked up. The river glittered in the light of the full moon, cooing and rippling ever...