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...Subdued Gait. Johnson alluded to his 30 years in public life and paid careful tribute to family and friends "who have followed me down a long, winding road." There was a studied humility in his repetition of a sentence spoken when he assumed office after John Kennedy's assassination: "I will lead, and I will do the best I can." There was humility also in his bowed head and his unusually short steps as he walked to and from the lectern, as if, for this day at least, he wished to replace his jaunty Texas stride with a more...
...appears, seems almost a wry joke. William King, 39, for instance, makes 7-ft. figures out of burlap and metal that are raucous commentaries on the self-pride of mankind. Richard A. Miller, 42, casts a conventional bronze nude. But he does it three times in the exquisite feminine gait clearly following Eadweard Muybridge's sequence photo experiments of the 1880s of a walking nude. Frank Gallo, 31, scoops up plastic like ice cream and molds a life-sized nude slouched in a cantilevered sling chair as if she were left over from last night's orgy. Ideal...
Though few historians have recorded it and not many voters realized it at the time, the U.S. has already had, in effect, a woman President. Her name is Edith Boiling Gait Wilson...
Protected from Politics. The descendant of a proud patrician but impoverished Virginia family, Edith Boiling Gait came to Washington with her first husband, who was a jeweler. When Gait died, she took over the jewelry shop. Though not active in Washington society, Edith met the President in 1915 through a mutual friend. Wilson's first wife had died less than a year before, and he was charmed by Edith. She was gay, outgoing, voluble. The prim schoolmaster began to clown in front of her. He was heard warbling, "O you great big beautiful doll." Eight months after they...
...performance I shall longest cherish is Joseph Wiseman's portrayal of the aged Chinese sage Chu-Yin. One senses an inexhaustible profundity beneath his face and eyes. His bearing; his gestures, his gait all strike unfailingly true. He is even careful to read the letter from Kukachin properly from right to left and top to bottom. If Quintero would allow him to forsake the occasional cracking falsettos in his diction, he would be perfect. Still, such subtle and rounded playing is rare on any stage. This man is every inch...