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...whimsies are mostly a cover-up for what engrosses him, the subjects of his work. The most famous of these is a woman named Christina Olson. He has painted eight temperas of her or her house, a decrepit three-story clapboard pile atop a knoll near the Maine seacoast. One of them, Christina's World, now 15 years old, is one of the most durable and disquieting images of 20th century America. Against the wall of landscape that leads up to her house, the crippled body of an ageless woman seems trapped, imprisoned by the very emptiness...
...claims not to believe, toward "the longed-for father, the healer, the hero-priest, the benevolent all-powerful king." No sooner does Edward conceive this idea than he receives an invitation from Jesse's wife to visit Seegard, the artist's house near a deserted stretch of English seacoast. He arrives to find himself welcomed by the wife and two beautiful daughters, who look "like three young mediaeval princesses." They introduce him to the strange, monastic routines of daily life at Seegard, all dictated by the artist who mysteriously fails to appear and greet...
...Corps goes into camp annually in July, for one week, at some fort near Boston. Practice- is given in serving, aiming, and firing seacoast guns of latest model...
...make sure they got their teeth Xrayed. We called it 'dental readiness.'" But it was not clear how that approach would work in a world where you can't order people to stay healthy. He can talk about education, but what he knows about is training. At the Seacoast Family YMCA in Portsmouth, N.H., he came across Duncan, a preschooler daydreaming at the art table. Clark walked over, took hold of the kid's chair (with the boy still in it) and turned him around to face the table. "Aren't you supposed to be coloring?" he asked...
...desk job at a newspaper in New Mexico when he made up his mind out of the blue to row from Brooklyn, N.Y., all the way to New Orleans and back; he took rivers and canals heading south (with the occasional portage where necessary) and hugged the Atlantic seacoast on the return leg. In On the Water: Discovering America in a Rowboat, a chatty, cheerful account of his journey, Stone faithfully records his encounters with bewildered locals along the way, although the best parts are the quieter moments, when you can almost hear the plash of a well-plied...