Word: patina
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...coke fires hissed under fat crucibles shaped like medieval cannons, and overhead hoists trundled swaddled casts to their firing-pits. In a finishing room, a workman lay in the arms of a large bronze nude, reverently polishing her nose. In another corner, Marc Chagall supervised the application of a patina to his latest piece. Mustache quivering, Salvador Dali dropped in to examine a bronze book cover that had just been cast...
...President Gronchi seemed acutely embarrassed about the rain-splashed welcome. "Ah, Mr. President," said Gronchi, with a sad-eyed shrug. Ike reached out and patted Gronchi on the sleeve, said he felt that the welcome had been very warm, expressed understanding about the bad weather. And in the splendid patina of the Quirinale, the party's spirits picked up. That afternoon Ike found time for a nap. His son Major John and Daughter-in-Law Barbara explored the sprawling, centuries-old palace ("This is living," said Major John). That evening, after a talk with Gronchi, Ike walked from...
...flaws in Hollywood's Blue Angel, in fact, lie less in its cast than in its direction and production. Where the original was visually stark and grimy, the remake, splashed with incongruously cheery color, has the phony patina of Palm Springs. The sets and scenery (some of it filmed in Bavaria) suggest a Victor Herbert operetta rather than German bourgeois society. And the hardbitten, even morbid truths hammered home in the German version become soft and mawkish half-truths under the hand of Hollywood's Edward Dmytryk, who has consented to a happy ending that makes the teacher...
...analogy can be made with so many of those flourishing beards which adorn the freshman class, more resplendent than Schweitzer's but less natural and less the sign of wisdom. The challenge which Levine will ultimately have to face is that very true aphorism of Andre Gide's, "Patina is the reward of masterpieces...
...partakes of the same spontaneity but here the trouble begins. In a work like Blue Caduveo Shimizu conjures lovely and effective nuances of tone. Then, examining it closer, one finds a great deal of fiddling around and many squiggles which are without meaning. If these comprise a kind of patina they may or may not succeed. Unfortunately, in many of Shimizu's things they are more than patina. They constitute a shortcut, however unconscious, a device which meets a multitude of problems without solving them...