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...today's leading bird painters. In this, his latest work, he turns to the bird life of his native Canadian West. Of his childhood on Vancouver Island Lansdowne writes, "I vividly recall the plummeting, erratic nighthawks of summer evenings, the flocks of plaintive waxwings and the great, flame-crested pileated woodpeckers that hammered at the roadside stumps." For Volume I the artist has selected 53 species to illustrate, including numerous sea birds and the bald eagle (Haliaeetus leucocephalus), the endangered national emblem of the U.S., which thrives in western Canada...
...Duncan has now produced a fourth, titled The Silent Studio (Norton), which focuses on Picasso's art-filled French Riviera villa and on Jacqueline, his wife for a dozen years before his death in 1973. "Living with Picasso was like living with a blowtorch; he was a consuming flame," says Duncan. That quality, he says, still survived in the empty studio when he was taking photographs. "It seemed as if he was still there right at my shoulder, doing his work and in a rough sort of bass-baritone, needling me a little bit when...
...expand its wealth. The opening of the West spurred the pioneering spirit of adventure, assertion and toughness. Would America be what it is without the caliber of its women-not only the work they did but the manner in which they sustained the family? Now they have lit the flame of equal rights, which must be a part of the desire of all weaker groups to establish their own identity, a prerequisite for a better humanity. Black Americans have steered through years of humiliation and sufferings with a sense of personal dignity and a rhythm that has contributed much...
...pumping artificial emotion into the game: The two teams are tied for the top spot in the Ivies, the winner will get a good opportunity to win the title outright this year, and if that's not enough, there are memories of last year's confrontation to kindle the flame...
...came in the back way, and wandered through dark and clammy passageways that occasionally opened into dark and clammy rooms, until I saw a patch of light up ahead. Careful not to bump my head, I approached it, drawn as a moth to a flame. When I got here, I sat down and waited for my eyes to adjust...