Word: hues
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...blue that feels warm, something that cannot be accounted for chemically or technically but only as a state of mind." This blue has literary prototypes, embedded in Motherwell's reading of French verse. It is Mallarmé's azur, the color of oceanic satisfaction. It is the hue of Baudelaire's sea, the color of escape. But it is also pure ideated feeling. One cannot say that a painting like Summer Open, with Mediterranean Blue, 1974, with its softly respirant field of ultramarine, "depicts" a seascape. But the feeling of look ing at it will be instantly...
...everything in short supply, Saigon's peddlers hawk an abundance of goods, from government-sponsored lottery tickets to ceramic elephants and noodle soup. The 250-seat Rex Cabaret continues to operate, featuring some of the performers who once entertained American troops. On a recent evening, for example, Cathy Hue belted out her rendition of Granada to about a dozen tea-sipping Australian tourists...
After yesterday's first round, there was a united hue and cry over the shoddy condition of the course's greens. Although Pleasant Valley is an 18 of true championship caliber, the majority of the greens are in the midst of being aerated. The 18th green is being remodeled so that a makeshift green situated on a steep incline is being used. Any player who hits a shot onto the 18th green is therefore automatically awarded two putts. "It's really unfortunate to have a major tournament decided this way," Crimson coach Bob Donovan said yesterday...
...author's prose style is some times clouded by a purple hue, but his in sights are as clear as those in Lewis Thomas' Lives of a Cell. In one chapter Selzer defines the heart as "purest theatre . . . throbbing in its cage palpably as any nightingale. It quickens in response to our emotions. And all the while we feel it, hear it, even - we, its stage and its audience." The liver is that "great maroon snail," of whose existence one is hardly aware until it malfunctions. "No wave of emotion sweeps it. Neither music nor mathematics gives...
Real Life. What is one to say? That the kind of corporate shenanigans detailed in Network have public consequences, and that someone - the FCC, those concerned ladies up in Boston - would raise a hue and cry about the odd programming coming out of the tube? That in real life, network executives tend to err on the side of timidity rather than on the side of even innovation, let alone the sort of madcap invention Chayefsky has them endorse here? That realism is fatal to the kind of social-science fiction he has written...