Word: portrait
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...writings of Thomas Jefferson, set to music by Composer Randall Thompson, are sung by the Harvard Glee Club accompanied by the Boston Symphony Orchestra (The Testament of Freedom; Victor, 6 sides). Aaron Copland's A Lincoln Portrait (Columbia, 4 sides) is narrated by Negro Baritone Kenneth Spencer to a derivative score played by the Philharmonic-Symphony Orchestra of New York. In both these cases the words are wasted on pretentious, slight music...
Nobody Home. When the Germans arrived, Bonnard left Paris to live in a mountainside villa near Cannes. Vichy officials made the two-mile climb to his place, asked the old man to paint the portrait of another oldster-Marshal Petain. Said Bonnard: "If Marshal Petain is a good model, I'll paint him. But, remember, if I don't like my work I reserve the right to destroy it." The Vichyites dropped the whole idea...
Angel's Bed. The week's mounting tension augured ill for General George C. Marshall's mission of peace. When he went to Kuling for a short visit with Chiang he saw on Kuling's main street a large poster-portrait of himself, subscribed: "Welcome General Marshall, Most Honored Angel of Peace." That night in Chiang's guest cottage, General Marshall slept in a bed seven feet long and five feet wide. The Kuling correspondent of Ta Rung Pao, Shanghai's independent newspaper, reported this fact to his readers, then asked...
Delegates to the annual American Medical Association convention in San Francisco last week (see MEDICINE) saw a remarkable appeal to citizens. On a billboard near the Civic Auditorium was the portrait of a vaguely sinister man whose face was hidden by a tilted derby. A legend read: "Don't surrender your city to the faceless man. Vote no on recall...
Never a Bad Day. Biographer Pearson's portrait of Wilde the conversationalist, critic, playboy and playwright is more convincing, though here too, at points, his admiration carries him away. Oscar, he insists, was an "innately happy" man, who "never experienced a day's unhappiness until he was 40 years old" (1894). Even his last years in exile on the Continent were reasonably happy; the "martyrdom has been made to look much meaner than it really...