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...years, a lanky sociologist from Fort Worth named William McLean prowled the boulevards, side streets, courtyards, back alleys and pissoirs of Paris, camera at the ready. Whenever he spotted an erotic representation of the human body or its genitalia, scratched by some anonymous artist in the soft limestone and plaster of which so much of Paris is built, he captured it on film. Sorbonne-trained McLean's collection, suitably surrounded by a scholarly text on the subject of erotic folk-art forms and published under the imposing title of L'Iconographie Populaire de L'Erotisme (The Erotic...
...observing a gait or a glance, and the very cut of contemporary clothes, King has turned gesture into a devastating commentary on modern mores. His sly and practiced eye is supported by a pair of incredibly deft hands that have mastered carving (wood), welding (metals), modeling (plaster), and stitching (burlap and linen). Last week an exhibition slated to travel to eight U.S. cities opened at the San Francisco Museum of Art, showing King's mastery of still another medium-sheet aluminum. Each work consists of two to five sections that had been cut out paper-doll fashion, and notched...
Confetti, according to the Oxford English Dictionary, is, among other things, a "plaster bonbon." The definition is cruelly apt as a description of Gerald Arpino's creation, which turns three couples loose to the overture of Rossini's Semiramide. Arpino's brilliant passages of dance invention and his dancers' great innovative skills leave the music behind. The ballet becomes a mere gymnastic feat. Solarwind is different-not a confection gone slickly sour but a modish sci-fi convention pursued without rhyme or reason. In a cosmic mood, Arpino sends his dancers blasting around the stage...
...symptoms are depressingly the same. Brooklyn's wastelands in Bedford-Stuyvesant resemble those along Penn Avenue in Pittsburgh and 14th Street in Washington. Each of the half-forgotten neighborhoods has a bombed-out, end-of-a-war appearance; about all of them lingers the stale odor of moldering plaster and rotting wood. Peeling paint is everywhere; streets glisten with shards of glass from broken windows. Front doors have been ripped from their hinges, and human excrement often litters the stairwells. Interior partitions are punched through, floors broken up and obscene pictures scrawled on the walls. Yet in their essential...
...ages of their customers. Drinks are cheap, as in 15c beers, and the sandwiches are disgraceful. One refreshing aspect is that there are never many students there, although a juke box with Al Martino records stands in the corner. When you go, look up at the old colonial white plaster ceiling, the same you'll find above you in Durgin Park, which needs no introduction although its Indian Pudding, a substance which must be eaten for its texture if not taste, merits another notice...