Word: curtained
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...proceeds within, what with its Roman arches, paired columns a la Michelangelo, and huge French doors one could imagine at Versailles. Most intriguing of all, a huge gleaming bronze pendulum swings slowly and mesmerizing lyacross the stage as the audience takes its seat, but disappears by the time the curtain raises for the first act. The image of that swinging ball remains impalpably, and the presence of the ominous pendulum may be felt long after it is gone...
...stump those last days, Bob Dole's campaign was more local than national--the taped Sousa marches, the town bigwig at the mike vamping in front of an audience in elephant hats. Then Dole would come out from behind the stage, parting the polyester-blue curtain, and enact the body language of victory--thumb up, quick-flash smile, the arm that doesn't hold the pen punching the air in a go-get-'em arc. The crowd would always stand and applaud. "We love you, Bob!" someone would yell, and the unmuffled sound would echo too well, because the hall...
They came to the plays in limos or on Rollerblades, in bright summer colors or basic Beckett black. Inside, they toted books by or about the master. When the curtain rose, their attention was votive; they laughed and sighed and never dared cough. The dangling melodramatic ending of one play elicited a collective gasp, like that of a child hearing a ghost story's tantalizing punch line. At the curtain calls their faces beamed at the actors with rapture and gratitude. In the lobby afterward they bought T shirts reading GATE THEATRE--BECKETT FESTIVAL...
...packed convention center crackled with excitement as the GOP raised the curtain on the campaign to evict President Clinton from the White House. "Dole-Kemp" was the party's rallying cry, and the delegates quickly warmed to the refrain...
...magisterial Still Life with Curtain and Flowered Pitcher, circa 1899, the heavy leaf-pattern curtain on the left and the folds of white cloth below it have the same sculptural density as the fruit and the jug, with its exquisitely suggested peony design. But there, on the right, Cezanne has another white cloth, its folds sharper and more geometrical, its surface unfinished, so that you see glimpses of table through it--and the balance is suddenly perfect, despite but actually because of this shift of gear. Then there is the play between mass and instability--how the fruit...