Word: gaze
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Dates: during 2000-2009
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...mastered the art of calling reporters during lunch so you can leave excruciatingly long messages on their voice mail, what more is there to learn? Admittedly, I don't read each issue of Lingua Franca cover to cover, but I don't remember seeing many articles titled "Returning the Gaze: The Semiotics of Flirting with Reporters...
...Center in Florida, DCA is a relatively intimate park--an easy day's saunter, especially with the Fastpass that allows customers to book their favorite rides early. But this doesn't mean that the park came cheap. On a recent Sunday, Disney CEO Michael Eisner directed a visitor's gaze up to the park's central icon: Grizzly Peak, a concrete mountain in the shape of a roaring bear. When the visitor noted that the bear probably cost more than the entire Disneyland park in 1955, Eisner replied, "The nose cost more...
...offering you lots in the way of superior pleasure. The Puritans, as descendants of the men who tried to destroy the whole legacy of English medieval art, exalted the Word and the Idea and distrusted the visual icon. It was blasphemy to represent the face of God, idolatry to gaze on any likeness of his saints and angels, loathsome vanity to employ the arts for sensuous gratification. Hence the legendary discomfort of early Massachusetts furniture--and the almost total absence of any kind of figurative painting, other than the "shades," or family likenesses, that were needed for dynastic memory...
...that riddle the granite hills. Everywhere partly obscured metal doors lead to steps down narrow, intermittently lit passages with an oddly clammy warmth. Some carefully managed routes surface beneath concrete emplacements prettily enshrouded in bougainvillea. Other tunnels meander for kilometers to hideouts set in cliff sides, where you can gaze through slits in the concrete across waters dotted by fishing boats at the not-so-distant shoreline where other tourists stare back...
There is some special synergy between this river and its school. In September, when fresh faces, bubbling and exuberant, eagerly gaze toward the upcoming term, the river responds in kind, painting its boughs bright crimson hues, gurgling while it playfully licks the boats that caress its surface. In March, when lazy students, recently finished with midterms and theses, shed their cares, the river reflects that restful aura, sparkling quietly beneath clear blue skies. In May, the busiest of times, when students must hustle and bustle, move and commence, the river, too, shimmers with activity, shooting rays of light that blind...