Word: goghs
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...There is a degradation of intellect, taste and dignity about this musical, which presents history as if painted by a sidewalk sketch artist, relying on calcified profiles of the principal signers of the Declaration of Independence rather than searching character penetration. The score might have led Van Gogh to dispose of his remaining ear, and a brigade of crippled pigeons could have performed better dance numbers...
...single moment that one will be spared those moldy chestnuts that New York play-scripters toss at Philadelphia is to guess wrong. Sample torpid humor: "At the stage when most men prosper, I live in Philadelphia on three dollars a day." The musical score might have led Van Gogh to dispose of his remaining ear, and a brigade of crippled pigeons could have performed better dance numbers. There is a degradation of intellect, taste and dignity about the entire musical. The men involved were the architects of a great republic, men of passion, probity and reason. Touched with some impalpable...
...Ingres, third largest in the world, is complemented by Delacroix, Corot, Daumier, and Gericault. The drawings from Blake's illustrations of Dante, including a wonderful Lucia Carrying Dante in his Sleep, and the pre-Raphelite drawings make the English drawing a contingent rival of the French. The single Van Gogh portrait drawing is my favorite...
Like Balthazar B, James Patrick Donleavy, who is currently on a U.S. lecture tour, is a shy man with fine features and a soft, halting voice. And like Balthazar, he compensates for his shyness with a bold appearance, in this case, a scraggly Van Gogh kind of beard, heavy tweeds and knickers (augmented in foul weather by a cape and a Sherlock Holmes hat), and a walking stick. To all outward appearances, then, he seems like a turn-of-the-century product of the British Isles. In fact, he was born in Brooklyn of Irish parents...
CAMBRIDGE is Artsy. Everybody knows. And Art is everywhere in Cambridge. Every little show on Mass. Ave. sports its own head posters, Night Watches and Van Gogh bridges along with Jewish holiday cards, plastic roses and scented pillows. But few bare walls are ugly enough to be insulted by a dollar's worth of commercialized psychedelia incongruously mushed with Great Oil Painting of the Western World...