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From coast to coast, no major exhibit of contemporary art these days is complete without the zap of neon, the wink of a wiggle bulb, the spiral shadows of alumia or the ghostly glare of minimal fluorescence. M.I.T.'s Hayden Gallery was jumping last week with the flickering lights of Venice Biennale Prizewinner Julio Le Fare's black-and-white Pulsating Lights and other works of artists exploring light as an artistic medium. For the Los Angeles County Museum's forthcoming "American Sculpture of the Sixties" show, electricians were readying Stephen Antonakos' Orange Vertical Floor Neon...
...vicinity of busy airports. With the help of ground controllers, pilots navigate from point to point along these invisible airways by means of electronic navigational aids that provide course, distance and location information. These "navaids" range from small location-marker beacons on the ground that light a bulb on the aircraft's instrument panel as it passes overhead, to huge, long-range radar systems that track aircraft and are linked to distant air-traffic control centers by microwave...
...ineffable permanency. Sometimes the subjects are erotic. Edward Kienholz's plaster couple makes love in the back seat of a real, if dismembered, car. Larry Rivers' seven-foot, three-faced Negro in plywood achieves vivid connection with a complaisant friend by way of a flashing light bulb. A disembodied female breast by Tom Wesselman looms, big as a mountain, over a diminished seashore...
...died. A national air-pollution symposium reported that cattle grazing on grass that was contaminated with the fluorides developed uneven teeth that hindered chewing and joints so swollen that many of the animals could not stand. Fluorides have also etched windowpanes, giving them the frosted appearance of a light bulb...
...months he was locked in a windowless cell on the Dallas County Jail's Corridor 6-M. A "suicide watch" jailer looked in on him round the clock; a single naked light bulb glared endlessly over his cot. He could not tell night from day. He devoured all the newspapers he could get, eagerly sifting every line of print to find his name. He did crossword puzzles and browsed through dozens of books (Perry Mason mysteries, sexy novels, the Warren Report, an abstruse volume of erotica titled Virginity-Pre-Nuptial Rites and Rituals). He played gin rummy indefatigably with...