Word: colored
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Throughout Communism's empire (on which the sun never sets) the faithful commemorated the 25th anniversary of Lenin's death. In Moscow, a smiling Joseph Stalin and other Communist bigwigs sat through ceremonies on the stage of the Bolshoi theater, in front of a color guard that looked strangely like a male chorus line (see cut). In Berlin, meanwhile, the anniversary was marked by an uncommon display of the new Communist sweetness & light-and a prize propaganda boner...
...picture had been achieved spontaneously; Albers makes a point of waiting at least a year between the time of his first sketch and the time he begins painting, measures his color areas to give them precise geometrical proportions. ("My paintings are recitals; too many artists stop with the rehearsals.") Among the titles of his newest paintings were "Four Central Warm Colors Surrounded by Two Blues" and "Neutral Gray Margin and Center the Same...
...music is just as distinctively his. Many of his songs, like Night and Day, favor a long melodic line that breaks out of the traditional four-measure bounds of the popular ballad. He can write gaily, in complicated rhythms (as in Anything Goes). He can match a pointedly off-color lyric with an insinuating tune (as in My Heart Belongs to Daddy). But the true Porter hallmark is cut in the bittersweet lament of What Is This Thing Called Love? and in the sultry, Latin fervor of Begin the Beguine, I've Got You Under My Skin...
Across the front and back covers was a Grant Wood painting (Stone City), printed in eight colors on linen. Inside were reproductions, many in fine color, of 389 other photographs, paintings, etchings and woodcuts. They covered everything from Thomas Edison to the oil industry, from Yankee clippers to undergraduate life at Princeton. There were no ads, no "think pieces"; there was a bare minimum of text. Explained 30-year-old Editor Robert K. Heimann: "In thumbing through [other magazines] I've often found myself skipping-the solid reading matter . . ." What text there was in Heritage could be skipped also...
...seemed never to leave out a leaf or twig, and since he insisted on making himself such a slave to nature, wasn't it too bad he'd had no camera? The paintings, it appeared to some visitors, provided no more food for thought than the color photos in a resort folder...