Word: boye
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...contemporary in both media. "My work represents me," he says firmly. "And I am the present. I am a sensitized creature viewing the world, and this is my statement on it." If his caricatures testify to a caustic intelligence, his watercolors reveal the telltale heart. A Brooklyn boy, Levine often visited his father's dress factory, and his deft, murkily lit watercolors of those scenes show that he remembers them fondly and well. He also spent many happy hours at Coney Island, and his sparkling yet dreamily poetic sketches recapture the sleepy magic of glinting waves, roller coasters...
...into the material on turns. Still others have developed mats with nylon bristles; they worked well?until the skier fell. Recalls Jack Kurlander, a founder of the Great Gorge ski area in New Jersey: "The bristles were needle-sharp and everybody tore his pants. There was blood, blood, blood. Boy! Were we embarrassed...
...story is a variation on the familiar theme of country boy in the big city. Arizona Deputy Sheriff Walt Coogan (Clint Eastwood) is a steely-eyed loner who hunts down criminals as a kind of blood sport. His boss sends him to Manhattan to extradite a prisoner named Ringerman (Don Stroud), who is in Bellevue recovering from an acid trip. He cons the doctors into releasing him, but Ringerman's girl Linny (Tisha Sterling) and a pal named Pushie sap Coogan as he is about to step on the plane for Arizona, stealing his gun and his prisoner. Coogan then...
...laws of bloodlines and training, George Orwell should have been a Blimp. Born Eric Blair, into a military-official family, he went on scholarship to a spartan prep school designed to groom likely lads for their destined place in the Establishment. Like any dutiful upper-class English boy, he journeyed East to govern the lesser breeds as an officer in the Burmese police. The experience was decisive. His sketch Shooting an Elephant is a picture in microcosm of two imperial centuries of interracial injustice and violence. Unlike most people, he could take it but he could not dish...
...stink, therefore I am"), a stint as a successful TV singer, and on down through door-to-door salesman, street peddler, gardener, handyman and tramp. He winds up living in a run-down tenement, selling canned "fresh air" door to door to help take care of a mumbling mongoloid boy and a drunken mongrel basset hound. One night he gets his head caught in a dog door that he humanely installed for his basset- and casually freezes to death...