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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...work and his taste in other art. There are, for instance, two majestic Satsuma-ware sake flasks, with a glaze the color and texture of old, cracked ivory, adorned with faint blue landscape paintings by Tangen, whose ghostly suggestiveness, mere scribbles wreathing out of the whiteness as though through fog, is exactly like Whistler's own images of twilit landscape...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Art: Pleasures of the Iron Butterfly | 6/18/1984 | See Source »

BORN. To Adrienne Barbeau, 38, actress who was Maude's tart-tongued daughter on TV for six years and is now a horror-movie queen (Creepshow), and John Carpenter, 36, fright-full film director (Christine) who has cast her in leading roles in his thriller-chillers The Fog and Escape from New York: their first child, a boy; in Los Angeles. Name: John Cody. Weight...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Milestones: May 21, 1984 | 5/21/1984 | See Source »

...white tie and tails. He always dressed well: neat and tailored. The famed bow tie was the signal of a sporty mood. His gray hair turned white in the presidency, but it never thinned. His voice was nasal and flat, but he learned to use it to cut fog. Truman's profanity was unimaginative but effective, though never used before women...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The Presidency by Hugh Sidey: Unadorned, but Proud | 5/14/1984 | See Source »

Lucky for Mickey that he owns a meat truck. Unfortunately for Mickey, Richard Shellburn, Philadelphia's most beloved columnist, peers through his alcoholic fog long enough to become aware of the un sung death of Leon Hubbard, interviews the grieving mother and falls in love with her. As Mickey's luck careers downhill, he reflects on the source of his troubles: "Alive, Leon was a pain in the ass; dead, he was killing...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: Five Auspicious, Artful and Amusing Debuts | 4/2/1984 | See Source »

Although the acting and special effects sometimes border on the maudlin, this production of Long Day's Journey Into Night is in general perceptive. We can almost hear the ominous lowing of the foghorn, almost sense the hovering fog which Mary finds so protective: "It hides you from the world and the world from you. You feel everything has changed and nothing is what it seemed to be. No one can find you or touch you anymore." While this play offers no solutions or hopes for this family, it is thought-provoking and, for the most part, a highly depressing...

Author: By Jane Avrich, | Title: Long Night | 3/9/1984 | See Source »

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