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...painting had been lost to the ruthless destruction of barbarians. No Western man could see a real likeness of humankind upon a wall because no artist knew how to draw one. The pictures that adorned medieval churches--there was no secular painting--eschewed reality for decoration or dogma. Gilt-bedizened Madonnas with flat, staring eyes holding outsize infant Christs bespoke not man but the supernatural mystery of the faith...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: 14th Century: Giotto (c. 1267-1337) | 12/31/1999 | See Source »

...bring a huge picture with a heavy gilt frame. Harvard hates nail holes. Instead, the Yard superintendant will provide you with "poster gum," which is basically useless. Find other ways to hang pictures, or get used to the minimalism of blank walls...

Author: By The CRIMSON Staff, | Title: Knowing What to Bring Can Be Difficult | 6/25/1999 | See Source »

...only a little more than nine inches high. Its base, stem and bulb are decorated with some 80 tiny and exquisitely made enamel-glass plaques, representing mythical beasts, evangelists, angels, prophets and apostles. The gold surface between them carries a rich linear ornamentation that never gets congested. The silver-gilt cup, borne up on the stem, is quite plain: it shifts visual gear from the "worldly" solidity of the base to an abstract purity that seems transcendent. If you wanted a container for the blood of Jesus, it would be impossible to imagine a more fitting one than this...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Art: From Assisi's Treasury | 5/3/1999 | See Source »

...Gold Coast. The visible plumbing was solid gold. The doorknobs were pigeon-blood rubies. We were Gilded Youths who needed to have some of the gilt removed...

Author: By Frances G. Tilney, | Title: The GOLD Coast | 3/11/1999 | See Source »

...Kong. "I gave him a 20 and he gave me back 13!" she whispers to me. We come upon a dance club pulsing to hip-hop beats; disco lights flash and swirl spastically. In the corner above the packed dance floor stands the deejay booth ornamented by two gilt Chinese dragons. The mythical beasts seem to stare at us knowingly, disapproving of such trespass. Suddenly, my friend turns to me and shouts above the music, "Where's my sweater...

Author: By Jonathan S. Paul, | Title: THE HONG KONG AN ORAL HISTORY | 2/25/1999 | See Source »

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