Word: portraited
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...background appears in his son's reminiscences, largely because, like many sons, Kazuo Koizumi overestimates the extent of the world's familiarity with his father's career. Eleven years old when his father died, Kazuo Koizumi writes of him with affection and candor, draws a portrait of a strict, sensitive, nervous, sometimes self-pitying man who was dominated by fear of an early death, tells an occasional anecdote that throws a cold realistic light on the romance of Hearn's expatriation and marriage. That the son has thought deeply about his father's career...
Chronologically, the 86 pictures exhibited last week ranged from a portrait of a Russian nobleman by Borovikovsky (1757-1825) to Pinsk-born Nicolai Cikovsky's Landscape...
...originality dismayed the Dukes, they did appreciate technical excellence. Typical is Professor A. Makovsky's amusing Posing for a Portrait (see cut). Longtime instructor in the St. Petersburg Academic Art School, able Illustrator Makovsky showed a pompous bourgeois merchant posing stiffly in a chair while his enthralled chambermaid and houseboy gape over a young artist's shoulder. Nicholas II found it delightful. The picture hung long in the Petrograd Winter Palace...
...usual, their alarm was groundless. Forced to expend their inventiveness upon subjects other than sex, U. S. cinema producers in the last year have for the first time taken a sophisticated interest in social problems. In Black Fury, Warner Brothers presented a provocative and, for the cinema, daring portrait of the miseries of coal miners. Oil for the Lamps of China is another picture containing what in the past the cinema would have considered dangerously subversive propaganda. By no means either a Communistic tract or a libelous indictment of Standard Oil Co., it is nonetheless a thoroughly embittered picture...
...crowd of 10,000, convinced that Little is as great a golfer as Jones, whose portrait hangs in the St. Anne's clubhouse, watched the ball rolling, more and more slowly now, straight toward the cup. Instead of going in, it slipped irrevocably past. Dr. Tweddell walked across the green, tapped Little's ball to concede the match and grinned as he shook hands...