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Word: bitted (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1960-1969
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Brooklyn-born Joseph Raffael on the other hand, has found the world on occasion a little bit too dangerous and complex. He first won renown in 1965 with grotesquely fragmented, pop-oriented paintings of animals such as test monkeys wired into laboratory chairs. Looking back, Raffael says that he thinks that he was trying to "make vulnerable paintings about pain, haltingly, blindly. But it is hard to maintain open wounds. They've got to close or be treated...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Painting: Unphotography | 4/11/1969 | See Source »

...latest oils, shown at Manhattan's Stable Gallery this winter, also show a new, monumental serenity. Raffael now likes statelier themes: an Egyptian bust, a gem-encrusted crown, raised to a magical, almost religious level by his extraordinarily vibrant brushwork and imaginative palette. "I'm withdrawing a bit," he says, "searching for what archaeologists call 'a find,' for the jewels we can dig out of us." His Salmon is such a precious relic-a dying fish preserved by the artist's reverent brush as a glowing emblem of life...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Painting: Unphotography | 4/11/1969 | See Source »

Then I looked up and saw the stars. Staring ahead of me again, I felt a bit relieved. The forest appeared: a nearly luminescent white earth, gigantic black trees spreading out before me like prison bars. I looked for the rest of the group, and slowly each of the five came into view. They were walking quickly. And no two of them walked together. I followed. I was frightened by the isolation. This forest in the middle of nowhere at midnight Saturday night. These people stalking through the snow, each man to himself. But I wouldn't let myself think...

Author: By Frank Rich, | Title: The World is a Big Box | 4/11/1969 | See Source »

...kitchen of his apartment for a bit, so I sat alone with Nora in the living room. Here she was: a girl, 19. A big girl, a beautiful girl--but no longer Eleanora...

Author: By Frank Rich, | Title: The World is a Big Box | 4/11/1969 | See Source »

...glad it's all over," she said. "I really got to hate the place. I just couldn't sleep there. It was so awful. You should have been there at the beginning." She smiled a bit. Her voice, a little shaky as always, steadied somewhat: "It was fun then. Everyone was laughing." And now, a little softer, a little sad: "But it got grimmer and grimmer as we went on." Her face went blank: "I'm happy it's over...

Author: By Frank Rich, | Title: The World is a Big Box | 4/11/1969 | See Source »

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