Word: cocteau
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...novels: heavily lined patrician features, thin lips turned down at the corners, hooded eyes. Traveling the world in search of stories, he napped after lunch wherever he happened to be-aboard a tramp ship plowing the South Seas, in a Burmese hut or an outrigger canoe. Churchill, Wells, Cocteau, the Duke and Duchess of Windsor, the Kings of Sweden and Siam called on him at Villa Mauresque, his Moorish retreat on the Riviera where, working never more and never less than four hours a morning, he set down most of his books...
...with his foolish, fluttering rescuers. Weakly, vainly, he ordered his own brother, Dr. Robert Proust, from the room. After he died, those malevolent enemies of his life, sunlight and flowers, were admitted at last to his presence, along with a steady tide of mourners. One of these, Jean Cocteau, the poet, noting the neat pile of manuscripts on the mantel, ventured the thought that their composer was "continuing to live, like the ticking watch on the wrist of a dead soldier...
...ring the bell again a year later." For Italy's Egidio Costantini, a balding man in his 50s, this persistent bell ringing has opened the doors of some of the world's most renowned artists-Oskar Kokoschka, Jean Arp, Max Ernst, Luis Fontana, Yves Klein, Jean Cocteau, Picasso. No avid autograph seeker nor voracious collector, Costantini is a contemporary Venetian visionary out to restore the grandeur that was glass four centuries ago (see color...
...original. Such Renaissance painters as Veronese and Tintoretto are believed to have had a hand in the designs of fragile cristallo. But it was a stimulating new notion to today's artists. Austrian Expressionist Kokoschka responded first. Three years later Costantini produced his gay Bacchantes. Then Jean Cocteau got interested, traveled to Venice, christened the project "Forge of the Angels," and supplied drawings. Finally, even Picasso capitulated. To Costantini's enormous relief, language proved no barrier. "Speak Italian," ordered Pablo when the Venetian at last got his foot in the door. "Your French is impossible...
Spring, 1917. World War I ground grimly on. All the same, the famed impresario of the Ballet Russe, Sergei Diaghilev, commissioned a young poet, Jean Cocteau, to conceive a new ballet. At the time Cocteau was obsessed by visual images, especially the Harlequins, Pierrots and musical instruments in Picasso's paintings. As Cocteau recalled later, "My dream was to hear the music of Picasso's guitars," and he set about building his ballet around them, hoping to cajole the Spanish painter into designing sets and costumes. Picasso, a friend of Cocteau's, was cajoled...