Word: birde
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Koryusai, a contemporary of Shunsho, was among the few high-born Ukiyo-e artists. The samurai generally thought printmaking and even print buying beneath their dignity. Famed for his woodcuts of Yoshiwara girls, Koryusai did equally well with more imaginative pictures of birds and animals. His Phoenix Bird (above at right) is notable for its delicacy and restraint, makes elaborate use of embossing, i.e., printing without ink, for plumage...
...traditional training methods, he believes, are mostly wrong. Punishment and threats work only with such relatively "stupid" animals as horses. Praise is no good except with dogs. For most animals, the best system is an immediate reward of food, given for an action repeated over and over. Even bird-brained chickens and harebrained rabbits can be deeply conditioned by often-repeated rewards...
...broad-cheeked face is Caucasian; the inlaid eyes date back to Sumeria. The staff in the hand is a later addition; no one knows whether the figure actually carried a staff, an offering, or a weapon. The pack on the back resembles the wings and tail of a great bird, and the pointed beard can be taken for a beak. The girdle is an ancient Middle Eastern symbol of power, worn by lion-strangling heroes in the bloody days of Assurnasirpal. The powerfully striding thighs are molded with an easy naturalism virtually unknown until the time of the Greeks...
...Igorots, who used to be headhunters and were still not entirely reformed when Blackburn met up with them (other tribes in the vicinity were said to drink the blood and eat the hearts and livers of their enemies). One day when his superstitious, G-strung auxiliaries thought a red bird had flown into his jungle headquarters, Blackburn stood by anxiously as witch doctors studied the spleens of sacrificed chickens to see whether a new, unhexed camp would have to be pitched. When MacArthur finally returned, Blackburn's Bolomen mopped up the Japanese diehards who had fled to the mountains...
...about tiny red Martians tumbling out beside an Italian farmhouse, a long-legged, long-haired spaceman chasing two Norwegian milkmaids across a field, and little green men landing in France wearing plastic helmets, orange corsets or Cellophane wrappers. Now a 32-year-old British thrilier-writer, amateur stargazer and bird watcher named Cedric Allingham reveals that he bumped into a six-foot Martian last Feb. 18 on a lonely Scottish moor not far from where the Loch Ness monster used to sport...