Word: glazedly
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Dates: during 2000-2009
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...Suicides. After seeing footage of Dunst's strung-out scenes in Crazy/Beautiful, Disney executives called Stockwell to make sure their star wasn't actually partaking at work. "Before I would say, 'Action,' she'd be Kiki--perky and bright-eyed," recalls Stockwell. "Then cameras would roll, her eyes would glaze over, and her voice would change. She became this moody, depressed, dysfunctional girl...
...stuff of which cars were made also became the stuff of art. Only in '60s California would artists adopt the artificial seductions of auto finishes, the glittering sprayed enamels and fiercely inorganic colors of glaze that made Ken Price's little ceramic sculptures so immediate and memorable. They manage to look luscious and poisonous at the same time, and in terms of what curator Barron and her team have set out to show - the weird confluence of vectors in a flawed and contradictory ex-paradise - they are perhaps the most "Californian" objects in this whole enormous show...
...also more serious parables of doomed romance, in which an unlikely couple represents the puniness of mankind in the smirking face of Armageddon. The glistening sand on the skin of the lovers in Hiroshima mon amour and Hiroshi Teshigahara's Woman in the Dunes are a kind of atomic glaze - an artistic rendering of the nuclear dusting of those in Hiroshima and Nagasaki after the American bombings...
...easy to miss a little item like an interhemispheric free trade agreement. Easy to miss, but crucial to watch: the Free Trade Agreement of the Americas (FTAA) has become a top priority of the new Bush Administration. FTAA? Trade agreement? Big acronym—big deal. Eyes glaze over...
...today, in the dead of January, the Charles sits silent and still. Its waters are buried deep beneath winter's frigid glaze. The night is dark, the wind blows cold. No feet dare tread upon its cracking face, no rays will warm that icy place. The foolhardy may venture along the river's banks, but always to return with socks dripping and hearts hanging. There is something melancholy to be found here...