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...much for the dignity of age. The marsh light that flickers over the figures, their darting, angled geometry of posture and gaze, the colors-lead, bronze and dirty raspberry-are all beyond praise...
When the San Francisco Giants play in windy Candlestick Park, a man with owlish spectacles, tight lips, an aquiline nose and a stern gaze usually sits in a front-row seat, 70 ft. from home plate. Arthur Rock, 57, has been a Giants fan for 25 years, watching batters try to sort curve balls from sliders and change-ups from screwballs. Since the late 1950s. Rock has been carefully scrutinizing pitches of another kind-start-up bids by young technology companies-and when he goes for one of these, he rarely misses. Says San Francisco Venture Capitalist Thomas Perkins: "Arthur...
...show sets out to tell the story of the professional artist in America. Its starting point is not the folk artist but the painter with academic training (or pretensions to it) whose gaze was fixed on largely European role models. These role models had to be theorized about, because they could not be seen. When Charles Willson Peale (1741-1827), painter and America's first museum founder, hopefully named his sons Rembrandt, Raphaelle and Rubens, not one work by these exalted names had yet crossed the Atlantic. The fact that 18th century America had few major artists...
...Henry could be Rees' father. The achievement of Irons and Director Mike Nichols is to secure Henry's foibles in the heart of a mature male. He's a believer who's never lost that lovin' feeling. There is a fierce longing in the gaze Irons directs either at Annie or at a blank piece of paper in his typewriter. Where Rees leapt from rapture to desperation, Irons takes small, careful steps. "Roger is a more energetic, neurotic kind of actor," Irons says. "I generally don't like giving more than required...
...Prince Charles sporting his riding silks with 18th century aplomb; Novelist Iris Murdoch slumped back in a chair, wrapped in a scarf, head cocked appraisingly; Actor Alec Guinness leaning jauntily against a tree, wearing a rakish peasant hat. The lighting is soft and natural throughout; the camera's gaze is direct and steady (and it is returned just as steadily by most of the subjects). Snowdon has mastered an elegance that never loses its simplicity. Indeed, in his best portraits-for instance, a serene, Vermeer-like study of the elderly Lady Mosley, one of the Milford sisters...