Word: pencils
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...places best-Painting is but another word for feeling. I associate my 'careless boyhood' to all that lies on the banks of the Stour. They made me a painter (and I am grateful) ... I had often thought of pictures of them before I had ever touched a pencil...
...sketch) is derived from the mouse's circles and squares. Simplifying the mouse form, Oldenburg plays with it. He stamps it on everything, designs kites, banners, costumes in its image. Mice appear with bras on their ears, or half under water. Other things suggest mice to his roaming pencil: a map of New York City, an arrangement of pillows. What makes Oldenburg's outrageous associations appear real and important discoveries is that none of them is an imposed vision; in each case he seems to be merely extracting something that was already there, but buried, brushing off his find...
...strip's pivotal character is the pencil-nosed naïf Michael J. Doonesbury, a founding member of the Walden Puddle Commune and an armchair liberal who spends much of his time, quite literally in an armchair, sampling the world's lunacy from television newscasts. He seems to have a gift for the mal mot, telling a menacing group of black separatists, "Hey, ol' Martin Luther King was one heck of a fellah, wasn't he?" or informing a $65,000-a-year rock entrepreneur in California that "back East you 'Frisco hipsters are kind...
...brick town house he bought about four years ago. (He also has an apartment in New York City, where last week he went out with Candice Bergen.) One floor of the town house is taken up by his cluttered studio, in which he outlines the strip with a pencil, often to the accompaniment of thundering Rolling Stones music. The lines are gone over in ink by an artist at the syndicate's Kansas City headquarters. Trudeau can be spotted most afternoons jogging around the park behind his house. "I'm a religious jogger," says Trudeau, who spends three...
Wearing a pencil-thin Adolphe Menjou mustache, impeccably dressed in a dark blue suit and sporting a stickpin in his stylish striped cravat, Dr. Eugene Balthazar, 73, looks like Hollywood's image of a society doctor. But Balthazar's practice is not on Manhattan's Park Avenue or in some well-heeled suburb but in the decaying downtown area of Aurora, an industrial center (pop. 79,000) in northern Illinois. There, for at least 3½ days a week, Balthazar ministers to Aurora's poor-Mexicans, Appalachian whites, Indians and blacks. Indeed, anyone with real...