Word: fleshing
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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They are not, in any sense, portraits of Beautiful People. Every wrinkle, bulge and sag in their flesh is colossally magnified: a face 9 ft. high is no longer a face but a wall of imperfections that mock the convention of "good looks." The face is always seen head on, like a mug shot or a passport photo; yet it is blown up to the size of some staring mosaic Pantocrator on a Byzantine a pse. These are, of course, the portraits by Chuck Close-familiar items in the art of the 1970s-now gathered in a retrospective of Close...
...call to "Play ball!," the surest and happiest sign of spring, has sounded once again. The crack of the bat has replaced the clack of the auctioneer's gavel selling off free-agent flesh. Players safe in their tax shelters now worry only about being safe at first, and owners prick their ears for the sweetest music they know, the clatter of turnstiles. The baseball season has begun...
...make the strenuous and intimately dangerous effort required to kill with bare hands. The space between gun and victim somehow purifies the relationship - at least for the person at the trigger - and makes it so much easier to perform the deed. The bullet goes invisibly across space to flesh. An essential disconnection, almost an abstraction, is maintained. That's why it is so easy - convenient, really - to kill with one of the things...
...dream, barring the Hun's way to Rome. "You are appointed as scourge only against mankind," he tells him, in tones that forecast the Grand Inquisitor in Don Carlos. "This is the territory of the gods." When Attila encounters the man-historically, Pope Leo I-in the flesh, he hears the same words, set to the same melody, which Verdi has also used in that scene to raise the curtain on Attila's uneasy slumber. The act ends with a majestic chorus in which the Italians sing of their coming triumph while Attila prostrates himself in fear. Although...
...child of a dreamer-drifter who changed jobs and home towns every two years, Jessica had developed an active fantasy life, seeing Gone With the Wind 14 times, writing letters as Rhett Butler to herself as Scarlett. Now she would invent a life for Cora, to flesh out the novel's sparse details. Says she: "I imagined Cora's movements from the Midwest to Hollywood. I painted her parents with people familiar to me. I was from the Midwest. I had worked as a waitress. I had a grasp of reality...