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Picasso one better. His aim: to arrive at the final "soulscape," the abstract essence of the sitter, by painting a series of eight portraits-one on top of the other. To the uninitiated the soulscapes may look like nothing more than shards of colored glass or a heavy calligraphic scrawl. But to Ray's followers, who include Hindu gurus, Taoist philosophers and Jung disciples, the paintings are readily identifiable as portraits of James Joyce and Ray's French gardener, Monsieur Pierre Aubert...
...series Suzuki next turned into an angry black scrawl, faded into heavy yellow and black (Soul Fading), then dramatically changed into a thick impasto of blues, orange, black, with lines scratched out by Ray's palette knife. Believing that "the artist, like physicists, must use the abstract to get to the concrete," Ray's next two portraits of Suzuki were abstractions of opposing lines. No. 7 stopped most viewers in their tracks. It was a startling blank canvas, washed in with cloudy browns. But Taoist Lecturer Dr. C. Y. Chang, on hand for the opening, recognized it immediately...
...childish scrawl-police thought at first Bobby had written it-a demand was made for $600,000 in $10 and $20 bills. When the money was ready (it had to be drawn from all twelve Federal Reserve Bank districts), the Greenleases were to put a classified ad in the Kansas City Star, saying: "M. Will meet you in Chicago Sunday. G." At Kansas City's Commerce Trust Co., Arthur B. Eisenhower, executive vice president of the bank and President Eisenhower's brother, set 80 clerks to work assembling the 40.000 pieces of currency. Stuffed into an Army duffel...
Clarification. In Jal, N. Mex., after police had put up a traffic sign reading: "School Zone-Don't Kill a Child," they found a postscript written in a childish scrawl: "Wait for a Teacher...
...Chinese masters, but where they were flattish and fluent, he was spacious and staccato. Simply by the power of his pen, Rembrandt could make plain paper take on the bright leaden hue of winter sky stretching heavy over snow-muffled acres. As easily it seems, as another man would scrawl his name, he sketched fence, farmhouse trees and far-off mill into deep, cold stillness...