Word: exhibitable
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...lobby of the museum, James Lee Byars painstakingly centers on the front desk top a one-inch by one-inch public announcement of his exhibit; he measures an imaginary square to frame it and places the announcement lovingly in the middle. Then he searches the museum for a suitable vase for the precious pink rose (one of many which he distributed that morning) which lies next to the announcement; but he fails, slightly annoyed that a German Museum should lack such a common object. This is the delicate introduction to "The Exhibit of Perfect...
Last week six of the warriors and two of the horses went on view at New York's Metropolitan Museum of Art as part of its newest exhibit, "Treasures from the Bronze Age of China," which will later go to Chicago, Fort Worth, Los Angeles and Boston. "Age" is the key word, since the terra cotta figures are obviously not bronze; chronologically, though, they do belong to the period, albeit its very end. The public will be grateful that the dramatic figures were included-even if they were not absolutely needed. For the show has bronzes enough to dazzle...
What grave robber could resist a target like that? The tumulus is still there, looming above the flat plain, a beacon and a challenge for China's archaeologists, a possible trove of treasures out-dazzling even those on exhibit at the Met. -A. T. Baker
...McCarthy era. "I'm taking the kids' back to the Smithsonian later this month," says Frances Bergen, referring to her late husband Edgar Bergen's famous splinter group, Charlie McCarthy, Mortimer Snerd and Effie Klinker. The treesome threesome will star at the Smithsonian's puppet exhibit opening in June. Dimwitted Snerd and spry old Klinker will return to California once the show ends on Labor Day, but in keeping with the late ventriloquist's wishes, Charlie McCarthy will remain at the Smithsonian to become part of the treasured woodwork...
...very lucky. They try hard to understand, and what they don't understand they try to accept. But still I am a sexual exile. When I visit Grants Pass I am started at in the street. My parents' friends stand back and regard me as if I were an exhibit. If I go to a party among old friends, I face whispers and pointing fingers. If I tried to make my home there, I would probably end up like Rodney, alone, ridiculed, feared...