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...reassess the fundamental basis of our calendar," and was beginning to think about the best way to cut costs. By starting the fall term in warm weather, around labor Day, the University would not need to use as much beating during the term and would keep its expenses down, Fog said...
...Gruff Joke. Like many artists of the time, Dove also pursued the idea that colors could have symbolic meanings, that they could "stand for" specific sounds. A testament to Dove's interest in synesthesia was Fog Horns (1929), in which the sound of the signals is symbolized by concentric rings of paint growing in lightening tones of grayed pink from a dark center: the bell mouths of the horns, their peculiar resonance and the color of the fog are fused in one image...
...urban ugliness to post-industrial beauty, a change much more convincing than anything in Amarcord. In Roma it was the way of seeing that made something beautiful; in Amarcord, it is the thing itself. A peacock flies onto a snowdrift and opens its fan. In a dense early morning fog a young boy wanders through a grove of trees which have assumed eerie, deformed shapes. The child's way of seeing, like his way of judging the height of the snow, is objectified instead of being shown as a consequence of perception. It's a beautiful world, Fellini seems...
...that last week snatched, for a few minutes anyway, Prince Luigi d'Angerio of Sant' Agata. Driving home from a late-night party with his wife Giuseppina and his son Alfredo, the dignified D'Angerio, 65, noticed a pair of headlights following them through the dense fog near Monza. Suddenly, an Alfa Romeo passed D'Angerio's little Fiat, and tried to force it off the road. The inept driver had pulled in front too quickly, however, and Alfredo, who was driving the Fiat, had no choice but to ram the Alfa in the side...
...gunmen forced the prince into the less damaged of the two Alfas. Although he was hooded, D'Angerio could tell that they were going too fast, and he yelled at them to slow down. They refused and, unable to spot a curve because of the fog, the driver smashed the car into a steel guard rail. Both kidnapers and kidnaped staggered out. Although one gunman pointed a pistol at D'Angerio and demanded that he follow along, the prince trotted the other way. With a thoroughly modern sense of noblesse oblige, he told newsmen later, "I uttered...