Word: birde
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...some ways, Athos Menaboni is a better bird painter than was the great John James Audubon. He lacks Audubon's infallibly dramatic sense of composition and of action, but Menaboni is even more accurate about details and he comes closer to approximating the faintly metallic sheen of plumage in paint. So it is no wonder that Menaboni's Birds (Rinehart; $10) has become one of the season's most successful art books, selling out its first 25,000-copy printing before publication...
...falcon . . . dashes away as quickly as its hood is removed and the hawker releases the bird from his wrist. It promptly mounts to a height of perhaps half a mile, and "waits on" in circling flight above its owner until prey is flushed, whereupon the falcon dives to the attack in its incredibly swift stoop. It is not unusual for a peregrine 2,000 feet in the sky to get down and kill its quarry pigeon before the prey has traveled 100 yards. A breath-taking sight...
...week 150,000 Paix et Liberté posters will go up all over France; on them Picasso's dove, featured in the Communist Stockholm petition, has been painted bright red. Under it are the words: "La colombe qui fait bourn!" (The dove that goes boom!). From the red bird's mouth dangles the olive branch, but its feet are the treads of a tank and its wings sprout guns...
...young artist on her first exhibition in London, Master Portraitist Augustus John wrote: "You must admit that it isn't enough to have the eyes of a gazelle (although they are fatal); you also need the claws of a cat in order to capture your bird alive and play with it before you eat it, and so join its life to yours. This is the mystery of painting...
...Real Feeling. What Elliott would like to say is a good word for the sponsors. Often, he drags other Roosevelts into the spiel: "The other day we were driving in from the country and one of the children suddenly called out that there was a great, big bird in the sky . . . Sure enough, there it was, the great big Flamingo blimp, advertising Flamingo orange juice . . ." or ". . . In fact, Mother. I remember when you used to buy numbers of the famous Emerson portables to give away as Christmas presents...