Word: jackdaws
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...Well, not quite everyone. "There is a case for good, figurative traditional painting," concedes art critic David Lee, editor of the Jackdaw arts newsletter and a former editor of the London-based Art Review. "The problem with Kinkade's work is that he's not actually a very good painter." But unlike some members of the art establishment who dismiss Kinkade as a purely commercial phenomenon, Lee thinks that because of his success, Kinkade deserves to be taken seriously. "I wouldn't have said that what he's doing, simply because he's clamoring for the lowest common denominator...
...entered the classroom, pointing at Rauschenberg's latest effort. Years later, when questioned about Rauschenberg, the old maestro snapped: "To date I have had something like 600,000 students; I can't be expected to remember all of them." Rauschenberg, in turn, was alarmed by his teacher. His unsystematic, jackdaw mind could not come to grips with Albers' imposing...
...robber, finds himself mysteriously sprung from the nick. His benefactors turn out to be a wealthy singer turned princess by marriage, a Church of England vicar, an ancient British major with a limp and a svelte, pneumatic upper-class bird named Philomela. Chuff (homonym for Chough, the acquisitive European jackdaw) is given the angelic name of Gabriel and soon put to work with Philomela (namesake of the poor lady who had her tongue cut out and was turned into a nightingale). Clad in dark cat suits, they pull off various nocturnal capers. One night it is letting all the mink...
...dance floor couples are doing everything from the Lizard to the Jackdaw Strut in response to the band's high-decibel efforts. As respite to ears and feet, a mentalist is brought out. He memorizes and repeats backward a long list of items thrown at him by the spectators. The answers reflect the evening's mood: lips, left breast, vasectomy, sandbox, postnasal drip. A new arrival, watching from a wallflower's position, gets a friendly approach: "Hi, aren't you talking to anybody? I'm Lois. You shouldn't be shy around here...
Like many a senior citizen, Nikita Khrushchev was puzzled about what to do with his time. He tried photography, shooting the countryside around his dacha, outside Moscow. Then he tried teaching a jackdaw to talk. Now he has zeroed in on another hobby: hydroponics, the science of growing plants without soil, using pebbles and nutrient-loaded water. He has marked off some pebbled lots, built a system of pipes, and is growing tomatoes with a vengeance...