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Hanging prominently in the foyer of Joseph Elliott's home in Summerton, S.C., is a portrait of the Confederate Army general, Robert E. Lee. Nearby, however, Elliott just as proudly displays newspaper clippings of his late great-uncle, a real-life Atticus Finch who defended blacks in the era of Jim Crow. Elliott, 64, has struggled a lifetime to reconcile these mixed images of the South. But one picture noticeably absent from his gallery is that of his late grandfather, R.M. Elliott, a wealthy sawmill owner and former Summerton school-board chairman who, in the 1940s, refused to provide...
Each show was based on a theme. Catenaccio points to last year’s “Portrait of the Artist,” which consisted of work that was “vaguely self-portraitive,” as her biggest show, drawing scores of people to the Adams Artspace...
Each show was based on a theme. Catenaccio points to last year’s “Portrait of the Artist,” which consisted of work that was “vaguely self-portraitive,” as her biggest show, drawing scores of people to the Adams Artspace...
...President is a compelling presence in this book, as he was in Woodward's last. He fairly leaps off the page, brisk and unflappable. It is difficult to know how accurate this portrait is, and how much of it consists of sweet nothings whispered into the author's ear by loyal retainers. I suspect the Woody Allen and Joe Public stories are true. They are moments when the curtain of platitudes is parted and the quality of Bush's sensibility is revealed. I also suspect the larger picture--the world as seen from the West Wing bunker--is distressingly accurate...
...dodge the taxi cabs hurtling down Charing Cross Road, hop over the thin, gray puddles and slip through the doors of London's National Portrait Gallery - a slow, steady stream of women shaking the rain from our umbrellas and asking, with just a hint of excitement, for directions to Room 41. Deep in the belly of the gallery, beyond the Lucian Freuds and the Cecil Beatons, Room 41 sits hushed and darkened. I join 11 visitors curled cross-legged on the floor, gazing at a 1-m-wide plasma screen where a shirtless blond man lies sleeping: David Beckham...