Word: sculptor
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Died. Alexander Calder, 78, America's foremost sculptor...
...tinker's shop more than some rive gauche atelier; wire and pliers and corrugated cartons filled with the flotsam of a lifetime lay about in splendid I-know-just-where-it-is disarray. There, and in the house near Tours, France, that he acquired in 1953, the sculptor would lumber about, creating a stage set for Martha Graham, fashioning coffee cups for his kitchen, filling a commission for the Brussels World's Fair or New York's International Airport...
...grand cru classe Bordeaux cháteau. As the picking drew to a close last week, some growers sounded like Verlaine of the vineyard. Said Aubert Gaudin de Villaine, co-owner of Burgundy's great Romanée-Conti vineyard: "These grapes could have been made in a sculptor's studio-small, round, even and tightly bunched, close around the heart." Their yield, most experts agree, will be vins de garde-wines to lay down and treasure for ten to 20 years...
...womb of the Hayden Gallery sprout the constructions of sculptor Chris Sproat. Boston-made himself, Sproat has illuminated spaces around here with his light sculptures for the last six years. Always avant the garde, and one of the first artists to exhibit at Boston's then new Institute of Contemporary Art (ICA), he was back there this past summer as part of "The Skowhegan School, 1946-1976". Summer and "skowhegan" are, sadly, over, but there are still a couple of days to catch the last bright glimmers of Sproat's work. Hurry...
...Alphonse Mucha was a sculptor too, and nothing in this show epitomizes the art nouveau vision (or fantasy) of woman better than a bust he designed around 1899 for a Parisian jeweler. This astonishing object, whose form shifts like water in the twining reflections of silver flesh and gold hair, is perversely liturgical-a parody (done, one should recall, for a public whose cultural background was still Catholic) of medieval head reliquaries. The image, however, is not a saint or a magdalen but that sibylline bitch of the fin-de-siècle imagination, the Fatal Woman, La Belle Dame...