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Alex Katz, Recent Prints Katz, whose placid moose hangs at the Fogg these days, prints his impression of Maine and his family in quiet blocks of muted color. Not as confident in this medium as he is in paint, Katz restrains innovation--the prints are well-executed but their composure and balance rules out excitement...

Author: By Eleni Constantine, | Title: GALLERIES | 10/28/1976 | See Source »

...resolves. All Gray's protagonist has to offer in the way of hard-earned wisdom is a cutesy line about taking the bad with the good: "That's what life is all about...Garlic and sapphires in the mud. There's quite a bit of anguish hidden behind our placid, blissful exteriors...

Author: By Anne Strassner, | Title: Love's Labors Lost | 10/22/1976 | See Source »

...even Jim Plunkett. The quiet, country-bred young man from Ottawa, Kansas (pop. 11,000), resembles none of these demigods; yet he has already begun to exert his own spell on the Hub, its congeries of suburbs and that state of mind known as New England. For beneath his placid exterior, a competitive fire burns. Says Patriot Coach Chuck Fairbanks, who saw it early: "His eyes light up when it's time to play...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Sport: Just Doing What I Know Best' | 10/18/1976 | See Source »

Heading the receiving line was First Vice Chairman and Premier Hua Kuo-feng. His face was drawn and racked with grief. He looked older than when I had seen him up close during the visit of former President Nixon last February. Hua then appeared to be imperturbable and placid. Despite the anguish on his face, Hua's gestures were certain and he shook hands firmly. Yet the immensity of the challenge he faces was etched into his features, lines of tension and shock betraying deep emotion and pain...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The World: Last Respects for Chairman Mao | 9/27/1976 | See Source »

Beyond the sand bar, where we had walked the skiff over the shoals at the end of a languorous afternoon, the wind freshened suddenly ahead of a curtain of rain. The usually placid tropical lagoon hurled water into the skiff. The three of us were drenched. Willie, a local fisherman, grinned at the adventure. Our hulking captain frowned, grabbed a bucket and handed one to me. Brando read my fear. "Don't worry," he shouted. "When the rain hits, it will flatten the sea... the weight of the rain water." Our boat sped into the wall of rain...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Cinema: The Private World of Marlon Brando | 5/24/1976 | See Source »

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