Word: cladding
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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After her comments on Genesis, Bruzelius, clad in a dressy black suit with vibrant pink and red flowers on the jacket, steered the discussion into the readings for the week: Dr. Lamaze's writings on his well-known breathing techniques, which he believed could make childbirth painless...
...Wonderland" proved to be a bit harder to digest. Set in a futuristic world where reality and imagination are blurred, this piece sent out several mixed, but still fascinating, messages. At one point, the dancers, clad in shabby and torn leotards, appeared to be fighting against becoming machines and trying desperately to retain their humaness. At another point, two dancers clung to each other in a dramatic revelation of love, while animalistic squaks and growls played over the loudspeakers...
After the war, Homer started to paint women--not the nudes of classical European painting, but young working women. The MFA show has over 50 canvases devoted to women, in various scenes: at work, playing croquet, or simple portraits. In his "Morning Bell," a red-and-white clad woman walks to her factory job; in the background other women are doing farm chores. This shows the transition from America's agrarian past to the post-War industrial economy; Homer's eye is focused on the trends in the lives of average citizens...
...Alexander is. They have been collecting "opposition research" on him for months, and are wielding it, in ads and speeches as well as leaks to reporters, to take advantage of his soft, blurry image and to define him their way: as a hypocrite posing as a folksy, plaid-clad "outsider" while pocketing millions of dollars in profits from insider investment deals not available to the average American; as another slick Southern Governor who repeatedly raised taxes and now dares to run as a conservative. Alexander's communications director, Mark Merritt, retorts, "Bob Dole is desperate, and now that...
Snaporaz gets to rollerderby with a flock of latex-clad women before one of the hussies pushes him down the stairs on his skates. He gets to ogle kinky calisthenics before being chased by an inflexible feminine mob. He gets to squeeze into a convertible with a bunch of babelicious teenyboppers before they try to make roadkill out of him. He catches a lift from a clucking, jowly matron on a motorbike who pins him down in the seedshed and tries to rape...