Word: sensuous
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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High Epoch. Louis XIII furniture was modern in its day; it marked the point when hand-carved Renaissance woodwork gave way to all the sensuous, symmetrical turnings that a cabinet-maker's lathe could serve up. Finials, banderoles, and swags of fruit and flowers appeared, to give essentially stiff, straight-backed woodwork an animate touch. Table and chair legs ceased to butt into the floor, instead rested on gentler bun feet, but H-form stretchers low to the floor held the frames rigidly intact. Furniture of walnut and ebony supplanted oak because these woods take on a finer finish...
Mann's flute is a sparrow in the treetops, lightly flitting and chirping above a heavy, sensuous beat laid down by the rhythm section On alto flute, the mood is more softly introspective, evoking languid afternoons by the sea. The music is easy on the ears, mildly diverting in its melodic simplicity and ease of ap proach. Mann plays with eyes closed, standing disjointedly and undulating as if to entwine himself around the microphone, conscious that "some chicks just come to see me move. They're stone-deaf freaks, but I'm not knocking it." He doesn...
...hard to pick out the best thing in this wonderful production, but if I had to pick anything I guess it was those sensuous passages in thirds. When the clarinets wangled around E major, all I could think of was that lovely Italian girl I met by the Mediterranean last summer...
...notion of art," claims Bennington Art Professor Feeley, "has to do with something that has presence but isn't unduly urgent, that brings you to it rather than projects itself upon you." His sensuous colors don't scream for attention, but they are thoroughly seductive once they get it. Fifteen works in plastic paint on unsized canvas. Through...
...University of Pennsylvania's Irvine Auditorium last week was equally exotic-a curious mingling of Indians in turbans or saris, bearded jazz musicians, leather-jacketed beatniks and college students. Racing his spidery fingers across the steel strings of his sitar, Ravi Shankar invoked a whining chorus of quavering, sensuous melodies in intricate interplay with the shifting, galloping cross-rhythms of the tablet (drums). Soaring above the metallic drone of an unfretted lute called a tamboura, Shankar finished in a furious display of virtuosity that brought a cheering ovation from the audience...