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...years ago Sculptor Carl Milles, recalling this familiar legend, won a competition with a sketch of a fountain to be placed in front of Stockholm's Concert Hall. Last week Carl Milles had finished the last of the plaster models of his Orpheus group. He and they were on their way to Stockholm where the models will be cast in dark green bronze. The fountain will be completed...
...Architect Eliel Saarinen invited Sculptor Milles to teach and work at the Cranbrook Academy of Art in pleasant, rolling Bloomfield Hills, near Detroit. There Carl Milles created his huge Orpheus fountain which many of his admirers consider the greatest of his great work.* Milles modeled an Orpheus descending from Heaven, his lyre resting on his left shoulder, his right hand plucking its invisible strings. Directly beneath Orpheus a stylized Cerberus is about to doze off into careless sleep. Around the rim of the fountain nude figures are arrested in various postures by the strains of Orpheus' music. A very...
...have no names on the figures," says Sculptor Milles. "The only one is Beethoven." The deaf composer, his body lean and naked, his face seamed with anguish, raises imploring hands...
Kuncz filled in his days at Noirmoutier by reading, writing, lecturing on literature. A sculptor made pin-money by making and selling little statuettes of his well-remembered mistress. Some ran a gambling game, others bowled on a home-made alley. The poorer prisoners acted as servants for the richer. Two madmen, one of whom thought he was God, provided occasional entertainment. In the early years perversion was comparatively rare, but, to the sex-starved prisoners, the occasional girls they saw, on their convoyed trips outside the walls, seemed part-angels, part succubi. Once Kuncz and a few companions tunneled...
...their daughter Judith, turning 17, a modern, vivacious youngster. Prissy, gossipy Mrs. Nettleton and her sister Miss Kitty are looking forward to the summer, as is Fred Bratton who works for Mr. Leverett, owner of "The Poplars," and whose wife is expecting her twelfth. There is the old sculptor, Stirling, always welcome. It looks like a good summer among friends. Nor would Rita Woodruff's affair with the Polish boy who sings weird songs, or the youthful infatuation of Judith Crawford for Bill Woodruff (aged 46), upset the usual harmony. But there is a newcomer, Mrs. Fernanda Milbank, who leases...