Word: scaffolds
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...mind about it after he has seen it." Disagreeing with Potter's denial is the Rev. Charles H. Graf, rector of St. John's Episcopal Church in Manhattan's Greenwich Village. "It is the betrayal in the garden, the awful death on the scaffold, Good Friday all the way, but no Easter morn. It is adult but not entertainment; it is a circus but not for children...
...three killers were very likely insane. None had a criminal past. But the national passions aroused by their crimes seem, in retrospect, a chilling echo of the assassinations themselves. Guiteau went raving to the scaffold, where a crowd that had paid as much as $300 each for the pleasure of seeing him hang heard him cry, Glory, glory, glory," as the door was sprung from beneath his feet. Czolgosz was electrocuted only 46 days after McKinley died, and a carboy of sulphuric acid was poured into his coffin afterward, by way of post-mortem punishment. Sergeant Boston Corbett, the soldier...
Luckily, the new Mexican Minister of Education, Jose Vasconcelos, was of like mind; he provided Diego with plenty of public walls. Squatting on a scaffold that sagged perilously under his enormous bulk, a cigar clamped between his teeth, Diego painted exuberantly from dawn to dusk. His only diversion was the women who gathered below to watch him work. Over the years he made love to scores of them, including a tigress-tempered beauty named Guadalupe Marin, who once tore up several of his paintings in a fit of jealousy and on another occasion threatened to shoot off his right...
When Sweden's Count Bernadotte came to dinner one evening during one of the frequent remodelings of the Rosenthal manor. Lavinia set the table on a high scaffold. The guests sat precariously eight feet above the floor-eating, naturally, off Rosenthal china...
What ever happened to all those scaffold-borne WPA muralists who did post offices and courthouses during the Depression days of the Federal Art Project? Some became bums, some are dead, some are doing toothpaste ads. Some, like Philip Evergood, became successful representational artists. And some, escaping from the chunky nude moms and arm-and-hammer mill workers, the wheat stacks and cogwheels of federal wall paintings, have turned into top-rank abstract expressionists. Next week Manhattan's Whitney Museum of American Art opens a show by one of them: 64 oils, gouaches and watercolors by James Brooks that...