Word: newe
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...little town of Stuart, Fla., New York's ailing Mayor William O'Dwyer ended two months of speculation, rumors and denials by getting a license to marry Texas-born brunette Divorcee Elizabeth Sloan Simpson, 33, onetime model and more recently a department-store stylist. Miss Simpson chose a plain navy-blue suit for the ceremony this week. The couple planned to honeymoon aboard Industrial Engineer H. G. Matthews' yacht, Almar II, after a while head for Manhattan's Gracie Mansion, home of New York's mayors...
Poodle-haired Mary (South Pacific) Martin faced water-pinched New York's Dry Friday like a good pressagent. When it came time for her famous onstage shampoo scene (I'm Gonna Wash That Man Right Outa My Hair), a fellow actor poured a gallon of club soda into the makeshift shower above her head, and saved a gallon of water...
...taking three steps back to jump over the wall that leads to the unknown," said Painter André Marchand. An exhibition of four dozen new Marchand canvases in a Paris gallery last week underlined his words. Critics praised the pictures to the skies ("one of the most interesting painters of our generation"). At 42, Marchand was still much in debt to Picasso and Matisse, but there was something new and strange about his work...
...strangest thing was Marchand's color. The paintings in his previous exhibition (TIME, May 26, 1947) had reflected the cool hues of the Burgundy forest. Lately Marchand, like Van Gogh before him, had made a pilgrimage to Arles and developed a new palette there. Reds, phosphorescent greens and blues, and jet black were his standbys now. Some of his pictures looked like the negatives of color photos, with red skies, blue suns, green sand and black and green nudes. "Color doesn't interest me," he said flatly. "I am trying to extract light from all objects...
...least of his new pictures seemed to radiate light. There were glowing little pointings labeled Lemons and Oranges, Radishes, or just plain Fruit, but never "Still Life." Marchand hates the term nature morte, never uses it. "Nature," he says, "is never dead." His paintings of bulls silhouetted against hot-colored sand were even livelier than the still lifes. Says Marchand, who returned from Arles with a headful of fact & fancy about fighting bulls: "Do you know they always die at night, standing up, their eyes turned toward the moon...