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Thebaud arrives to meet us in a casual chic outfit of jeans and a black peasant top layered over a collared shirt. As we walk to her room in Winthrop, Neill begins the analysis. “Are you a clotheshorse?” she asks. Without a trace of hesitation, Thebaud replies in the positive, then backpedals, “Most of what I have, I wear...
...cinema screen and gallery wall until, as Groys puts it, "they completely altered and reorganized the visual space of an entire society." But, as the exhibition attests, artistic talent could occasionally shine through, transcending the intended ideology. Kazimir Malevich's 1928 Reapers, a bold, block-colored painting of three peasant women, is as stunning as the groundbreaking abstracts that made him famous in Czarist days. And Alexander Deineka's 1931 On the Balcony owes more to Bonnard or Matisse than to Stalin. But it is the affinity between Stalinist art and American commercial art that drives the show. Both evolved...
...thigh. A month later, he says, he was transported through the wall into a spaceship. Meng asked to see the woman with the braided fur. Impossible, they said. But they gave him hope. "In 60 years, on a distant planet," they said, "the son of a Chinese peasant will be born." Meng asked if he would ever see this child. He would. The aliens did not say where...
...Arabia, where he lived a life of luxury in exile with one of several wives and 22 of his children. During an eight-year reign that plunged a prosperous nation into desperate poverty, the onetime military boxing champ used slaughter as a form of statecraft. The son of a peasant farmer and a mother who practiced sorcery, the nearly illiterate Amin joined the British colonial army in 1946. Nine years after Uganda achieved independence in 1962, he led a successful coup, then embarked on murderous campaigns against political opponents and rival ethnic groups that left as many...
...Segundo came to see us on occasion because our opening band was often Los Nietos de Compay Segundo (The Grandsons of Compay Segundo). He even sat in with our group, his baritone a graveled wonder as it worked through the peasant songs he was so famous for. But he was not there to dote on his grandkids or to pass stern lessons to the next generation of musician, as would have been his right. Rather, he was there to have a good time. He drank well and laughed often, smoked constantly and chatted up everyone who came to wish...