Word: misted
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...clockshop, clckshp; saying cockadoodledoo aloud would be tantamount to fomenting rebellion. The docile natives of Ooroo, now renamed "R," try hard to talk the new gibberish. A by tells a girl she sings like a chir of riles, and gets slapped. Lads studying Igic at schl recite: "Mist is always mist, but what is mist isn't always mist.'' Peple can n Inger tell rot from root. Babies make as much sense as their fathers...
...have never seen such exquisite paintings in my life, especially the one entitled Mist in Wooded Mountains. How I would love to have one like that to cover one wall of my living room...
...court, and rose to become his Minister of Justice. Endowed with extraordinary ability as a painter, he first patterned his style on the impressionist manner of Mi, later emulated the landscapes of loth century Painter Tung Yuan, finally retired to savor the intellectual climate of Hangchow. His Mist in Wooded Mountains shows that he could combine these earlier influences into a work that became uniquely his own. The drama is in the landscape itself, in the mountains and solid trees seen emerging through the fog. But 500 years later it was the small, indistinct figures that caught...
Such masterpieces go far to explain the response made by the great nth century Painter Kuo Hsi, who asked: "Why does a virtuous man take delight in landscape?" His own reply: "Having no access to the landscape, the lover of forest and stream, the friend of mist and haze, enjoys them only in his dreams. How delightful then to have a landscape painted by a skilled hand! Without leaving the room, at once he finds himself among the streams and ravines; the cries of the birds and monkeys are faintly audible to his senses; light on the hills and reflections...
This first novel by Scots Author James Kennaway is a tartan tragedy with comic and eerie overtones like drunken laughter heard through a mist and haunting as the sound of army boots on wet cobbles...