Word: gazes
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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Like Twinka's eyes, the photographer's gaze clutches at objects in view. Because it can transfix a scene with minute detail, people expect photography to reflect the world for future reference in a rational way, of course. Film doesn't have texture like oil paint, dimension like sculpture. One can't avoid or escape reality on film, only distort it, so still pictures make dubious art by some people. Maybe this book will change their minds. It lets one see some beauty in a frame house where the wood slats are like ribs against skin. It lets one share...
...back black hair brushed back on the sides and a neat sweep in front. A very tan face. Lines in his forehead, which is prominent. Very powerful beard, with a short-sleeved shirt that shows a tattoo on his forearm. His eyes, though small and beady, have a powerful gaze. And he smiles like he's got a secret...
...simplest and best way would be by having reviewers actually see a production. No, I don't mean walk to a theater, pick up their tickets, gaze at their programs, and wait for the curtain to go up. I mean see a production: see it from its earliest stages and stay with it through opening night. At Harvard a hodge-podge of theatrical groups exists, and yet the actual phases of production display a remarkable similarity across the board. If a critic wants to write truly knowledgeable reviews, that critic must begin with the institutional structures that fund theater...
...moved down the glass-walled corridor, Graham strode slightly ahead of his companions--his silver hair glistening a little more in the sunlight, his Hollywood tan more golden, his blue eyes more piercing, his big white smile more dazzling than the others'. Bystanders fought the blinding glare to gaze after his amazing grace...
...plastic, have long ago returned from the fields with their animals. Now, in their miniature adults' clothes, they are playing ball beside the school. The little girls with their dusty legs, giggle playing children's games that you cannot understand, and, if you ask them what they are doing, gaze up at you and say, "we're just here." You ask the youth Felipe, who is leaning against the church wall with his friends, watching the game, if he likes it here in the town. He looks at you shyly, perplexed. "Well, of course I like...