Word: ostriches
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...early days. He shocked and amused Paris with his many sculptural stunts: a picador astride, concocted with stovepipes, pot scrapers, an egg beater, some fuzz and the lid of a pan; a statue of a cat and a woman made into one (called La Femme-Chatte), and a wire ostrich. His taille directe method (the cutting of a sculpture directly from its material without rehearsals in clay- "the releasing of the form from the fundamental block") has caused many a contemporary to imitate...
Recently Sculptor de Creeft, now middle-aged though vigorous, arrived in the U. S. He brought with him a large collection of his sculptures which were last week exhibited in Manhattan. The picador, the ostrich, La Femme-Chatte, were absent; Sculptor de Creeft no longer seeks to shock. Instead, he exhibited his taille directe with rosy granite, and black onyx shaped for shape rather than excitement -gigantic heads, writhing nudes, an orchid of beaten lead. He wants to be respectable. He has married his onetime pupil, Alice Carr of Seattle. He wants commissions, he hopes to sell, make money...
...animals loved variously. With the emu, the Australian ostrich, it was the males who cared for the children, guarding them against their morose mothers. The leopardess flirted by flicking her tail in the face of her mate until he sprang with fang and claw, snarling, whirling. The giraffes, a bull and two cows loved daintily, with acute tremblings. Lions "laughed and kissed in their delight." Then "I heard the song of the ape-man . . . [it] resounded in powerful alternations, Aw-Aw-Aw-H-u-u-uh, as tremendous as the lions' roar. It was the song of primitive life...
...figure almost immersed in a white mantle. Bareheaded because of the heat, he gazed fixedly at the Host. Around him strode a jeweled assemblage. Above him waved a velvet canopy of scarlet and gold which dispersed thick spirals of incense rising from argent censers. Behind him swayed two giant ostrich fans. As the podium was borne through the colonnade, the mass of heads turned, the air quivered with the clangor of bells, the shouts were hoarse and deafening: "Viva il Papa! Viva il Papa...
...there, organized a private reception for the Kings. He got them to swear friendship, fealty, each to each, in a dozen dialects. Not only, however, did no help come from the U. S., but one night, soon after the reception, the warehouse containing Dean's whole fortune in ostrich feathers mysteriously burnt down. The feathers had not been insured. Dean's life work lay in the ruins...