Word: cubes
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...voice croaks out, "Eight." A flight of wooden stairs covered in gold-colored carpet, entitled Euclid by Joe Goode. A creation called Die by Architect-turned-Sculptor Tony Smith, which he admits he ordered by phone. And why not? It is only a six-by-six-by-six-foot cube in slab metal-a piece of art on which the artist has not laid a hand...
...triangles beside the pools conceal spotlights. From the air, the monolithic walls appear to be the blades of some gigantic turbine. From the surrounding park land, they seem more like a miniature granite mountainscape, with the green lawn between the walls funneling in ward to a massive 32-ft. cube of highly polished granite. The granite cube will be lifted so that it seems to hover above the ground, and will bear a halftone visage of F.D.R. sandblasted into the stone. The voice of the late President will also be heard, softly broadcast through hidden loudspeakers...
...batters. He has won the Cy Young Award for baseball's top pitcher three times, and he was the National League's Most Valuable Player in 1963. But Sandy has arthritis in his pitching arm. He missed half of the 1962 and 1964 seasons, took ice-cube-and-hot-water treatments before every pitching turn last year; even with pills and injections, he suffered so badly that any fan could see the agony on his face. His pitching arm eventually grew so crooked that he had to shorten his sleeves an inch on the left side...
...Whitney Museum of American Art. Even in a time that has seen museum design change from the Roman palazzos favored by turn-of-the-century architects to the spiraling extravaganza of Frank Lloyd Wright's Guggenheim, and Mies van der Rohe's austere glass cube for Houston's Museum of Fine Arts, the $6,000,000 Whitney, designed by Marcel Breuer and Hamilton Smith, was the event and talk of the evening...
...cities: only the expensive and the grubby. By contrast, the motel-"the word that blisters the night sky of the American suburbs in vermilion, green and harlequin Catherine wheels," as Kenneth Allsop wrote in Punch-is widely appreciated as a sybaritic haven of sterilized glasses, heaped towels, ice-cube machines and coffeemakers...