Word: brush
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...Kill. Lark burns a brush fence and frees the mustangs. That should be enough to make bullets fly, but there is a special ethic in this far, far western. In battle, as in love, no one shoots to kill. "You could shoot Blanding," Lark urges Stanley. "Oh, I don't mean kill him. You could just shoot his leg off." Bloodlessly the climax peters out, and not even wild horses could drag much response out of anyone but a dyed-in-the-saddle Grey...
...artists are apt to strike Presidents as being somewhat heedless of time and the proprieties. The classic case of this mutual difficulty came early in the nation's history, when Gilbert Stuart first set George Washington on canvas. "Now, sir," Stuart cheerily began as he took up his brush, "you must let me forget that you are General Washington and that I am Stuart the painter!" The President's bone-chilling rejoinder: "Mr. Stuart need never feel the need of forgetting who he is or who General Washington...
...Disposable Toothbrush. A plastic toothbrush designed to be used once, then thrown away, will be put on sale by the Flex-I-Brush Corp. of Lodi, NJ. Filled with toothpaste and sealed in plastic film, the brush is molded in one piece of polyethylene. Price: 10? each, three...
Frans Hals has been called a wife-beater, a tosspot, a congenital bankrupt and an angel with a brush. The first three charges rest on the petty court records of Haarlem, Holland, the last on about 300 paintings scattered throughout the world. The court records show a sorry existence, the paintings a radiant one. Hals's life was both. He fathered 14 children, often went cold and hungry with his brood, died penniless (in 1666) at the age of 86. In good times he would march off to the club, being fond of music, beer and jolly company...
Dame Laura has seen plenty in her 81 years-and has put it all down with faithful brush and oil. As a teen-age orphan, Laura Knight took over her mother's art classes in Nottingham, blackening her toes so that the holes in her shoes would go unnoticed. At 25, she was living in Staithes, a fishing village on the Yorkshire coast, painting the grinding poverty and bold courage of North Sea fisherfolk. In her thirties and forties she was off traveling with the circus, camping with gypsies, setting up easels in the ring at Blackfriars, hanging over...