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...Waters recently told Blake Green of Newsday. "They [the dancers] were my imaginary friends. I used to watch the show and draw exaggerated hairdos and make up fictitious biographies for all of them. I even danced on the show - twice, both times the dirty boogie. Then I smoked pot and that was all over. My friends radically changed. No more Buddy Deane...
...truly fun evening filled with food, music and a lot of clay. This year, Clay All Night was the place to be for those seeking an alternative to, or an escape from, the party-bar-club scene on a rainy night. The van that carried would-be pot-throwers to and from the Ceramics Studio every half-hour was as crowded as any weekend shuttle...
...handful of student clay-workers and professional volunteers guided novices through the steps of throwing a pot on the wheel and then molding it little by little into a bowl, a modest vase or perhaps an all-purpose change dish. Hand-builders relied on their play-dough instincts to roll and coil the clay, crafting an incredible array of figures and vessels. Everything made at Clay All Night is left behind with an identifying email address attached so that once the piece is fired, its crafter can be notified and come back to glaze the piece...
...still hangs in a case above past Clay All Night masterpieces) and extended hours for the overwhelming turnout. At a second Clay All Night event held during reading period last winter, the hours were reduced per Dean’s Office rules and a photo of a rather phallic pot removed from the fliers, but the crowd remained strong and enthusiastic. Clay All Night seems to have found its groove—this year’s numbers swelled to 150—and plans are in the works to provide increased unstructured studio time for undergraduates, not to mention...
...point of blackouts, cheating on his girlfriend and infuriating his friends, who have arranged for him to say Kaddish (the Jewish mourner's prayer) for his father, in the hope of bringing him closure and ending his self-destructive behavior. (Alex, as is typical ofSmith's melting-pot London, is half Chinese, half Jewish. We also meet black English Jews and an African-American Buddhist.) But Alex has a more pressing concern: finding Kitty Alexander, a reclusive, aging film star in New York City, whose rarely seen signature, the white whale of celebrity ephemera, he has pursued since childhood...