Word: salons
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...Hemingway who first stepped into Gertrude Stein's salon in postwar Paris was 22, "rather foreign looking, with passionately interested, rather than interesting eyes." But the Hemingway she remembered later, after they had parted company, was "yellow . . . just like the flatboat men on the Mississippi River as described by Mark Twain...
Soapbox Y. Salon. It is startling to recall that Wilde, whose works read like period pieces, and Shaw, whose works seem almost contemporary, were born in the same year. Shaw proved more durable: he grew old enough to reach his second childhood, while Wilde never quite outgrew his first. Yet, like Shaw, Wilde resembled a fountain of social defiance. Both men were socialists, both loved to confound and educate their audiences with startling paradoxes, both were masters of clear, succinct prose. One of the many major differences between them was that Shaw believed style to be a byproduct of sincerity...
Died. Jacques Fath, 42, French dress designer who parlayed a one-room Paris salon into a $2,000,000-a-year business; of leukemia; in Paris. One of the three giants of postwar Paris fashion (the others: Christian Dior and Pierre Balmain), Fath branched into the U.S. market in 1948 with a ready-to-wear line sold in 200 cities by such stores as Lord & Taylor, I. Magnin, Neiman-Marcus...
Green Hair. The pure Matisse emerged at Paris' Autumn Salon of 1905. His works were hung in a room apart, with those of some other young rebels named Rouault, Derain and Vlaminck. A critic promptly dubbed them Les Fauves-"Wild Beasts." Never since the Dark Ages (when artist-monks symbolized reality, instead of trying to counterfeit it, in their illuminations) had painters used colors so arbitrarily. Matisse's colors were the brightest he could buy, brushed in flat and separated by dancing lines. A tree might be turquoise or tangerine, a river russet, a girl gold, with green...
...under the pressure of an aroused clergy, French churches are being stripped of such junk, and the St.-Sulpice stores are desperately looking for better wares. To help fill the gap, an earnest group of young painters and sculptors was staging a "Salon of Sacred Art" in Paris last week...