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...here.'' Everything I said was drowned by angry shouts and screams of ''Confess! Confess!'' and ''We will not allow a class enemy to argue!'' The Red Guards and Revolutionaries crowded around me, shook their fists in my face, pulled at my clothes and spat on my jacket while yelling, ''Dirty spy!'' ''Dirty running dog!'' ''We will kill you!'' They pushed me very hard. When the noise died down a little, the man in spectacles said, ''Our patience is exhausted. You are guilty. We could give you the death penalty. But we want to give you a chance to reform yourself...
...middle of December, winter came in earnest. A penetrating north wind swept the city with icy blasts. The window and door of my unheated cell rattled with each gust. I had on both my sweaters and a padded jacket, but still spasms of shivering shook my body. In the icy room, my breath made white, cloudy puffs, and I had to stamp my feet and rub my hands to bring blood to my toes and fingers. Something mysterious was happening outside. As winter turned to spring, I learned that Shanghai was in a constant state of upheaval...
...dirty exploiter of workers and peasants,'' shouted another. ''You are a counterrevolutionary,'' yelled a third. To show their impatience, they pushed me from one guard to another like a ball in a game. I became dizzy and breathless. A young male guard grabbed the lapels of my padded jacket, pulled me toward him and gave me a hard push. I staggered backward and hit the wall. He did this several times. All the while, the other guards continued to shout at me. My ears were ringing, my head was splitting and my body was trembling. I collapsed into a chair...
Maurizio Seracini is a serious man, with a seriously square jaw and dark tweed jacket. And he is being taken more seriously than ever now that Italy's Culture Ministry has committed the nation to a full-fledged pursuit of the so-called Lost Leonardo. Seracini, a forensic expert in Renaissance art and architecture, is trying to prove that The Battle of Anghiari--the mural once considered the greatest of all of Leonardo's masterpieces--lies buried in the Sala del Gran Consiglio in Florence's Palazzo Vecchio, behind a wall covered by a mural--a vision of the Battle...
...Julie Schafler Dale is a stunning survey of a movement dedicated to clothes for art's sake. The designers of these garments (weavers, needleworkers and painters) sacrifice the practical for the spectacular. These robes of many colors shimmer with feathers, beads, buttons and metallic threads. An ordinary flight jacket, when encrusted with 25,000 brass safety pins, is transformed into glittering armor. Knitted into a wool jacket, along with abstract images of the sun and its rays, are words by Walt Whitman ("Give me the splendid, silent sun/With all his beamsfull?dazzling"). A book for people who dress to thrill...