Word: rage
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...clients that since they were people of taste he knew that they would be pleased with Bassano's work. When Bassano's reputation as an animal painter was growing, a client of Tintoretto, in an argument over a portrait of himself, threatened to fly into a "beastly rage," only to hear Tintoretto placidly say, "Go to Jacopo. He is an excellent painter of beasts. He will do a wonderful portrait...
...child finds no outlet for his aroused sensual impulses. Eventually, mounting frustration and anger force him to follow one of two courses. One is regression to the relative safety of more infantile attitudes and behavior patterns . . . The other is physical aggression toward women. Neither course resolves the rage nor dissipates the overstimulated unconscious sexual drives...
...More Geometry." The year was 1910, and cubism was becoming the rage. Delaunay took the drab monochromes, static angularities and enclosed planes of cubism and filled them with light, air and movement. "Light deforms everything, breaks everything-no more geometry," he wrote. Assiduously following his theory, Delaunay painted his famed series of the Eiffel Tower (see color page). The tower exploded under the impact of light, defying the law of gravity, ignoring geometry. A new eye and an original brush had brought both a dynamic and lyrical note to cubism...
Once a conical chimney of belching fire and fury, the great peak of Iran's Mt. Demavend, towering 18,600 ft. high in the Elburz range north of Teheran, has long reigned in quiet white dignity. But hidden deep beneath Demavend's base, primeval subterranean fires still rage. In a few minutes, one day last week, in a gargantuan effort to adjust to the fury deep within the earth, a vast arc of the earth's crust, curving out some 250 miles on either side of Mt. Demavend, shuddered and heaved in a mighty earthquake that laid...
...porridge with milk and salt, raw onions, carrots and watercress. Every morning a zoo attendant went to the Bois de Vincennes to pick fresh acacia leaves for the expectant okapis. Twice every day a keeper massaged Irumu's teats so that she would not fly into a rage when her infant first tried to suckle...