Word: shapes
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...rest on the front line. In other words, Chris Ohiri, the Crimson's fabled center-forward from Oweeri, Nigeria, is back after sitting out most of the last season with a ripped knee cartilage. After a winter operation, Ohiri competed successfully in track this spring, and is in top shape...
...head of the bank for Skidmore, Owings & Merrill, turns a deaf ear to critics who grump that the bank, with its fluted roof and carousel airiness, is wrong for its setting at the foot of the zooming Zellerbach tower. Says he: "The essence of our bank is its simple shape. The Wells Fargo people love it; the first manager there treated it better than his wife." A unique marriage of roundness to function is the Pan American World Air ways terminal building at New York's Idlewild airport. A roundhouse for the jet age, its giant umbrella roof...
...something different"-and to this group belong the mushroom motels and "fun" private houses that punctuate the countryside. In others, site, utility and economics, as well as esthetics, are factors. Round buildings can be functional and beautiful, thrifty and structurally sound. As long as rectangular city blocks dictate the shape of building plots and therefore their most economical use, round buildings will have to be reserved for special architectural occasions. That these occasions arise once in a while in a world of plot-hogging glass and steel shoe boxes is reason enough to be grateful...
...mangrove trunks are taken to carvers who shape them into fantastic "ancestor poles." Each pole generally has two male figures, one standing on the other's head. The buttress root serves the upper figure as a gigantic, openwork phallic symbol. In a final climactic ceremony, the ancestor poles are set up near the men's house, and the warriors stage a fierce mock battle followed by a wild dance in which the women attack...
Locked into his peculiarly American narrative style (it might well be called "feces on the barroom floor realism"), Jones ends by piling grisly detail upon grisly detail without being wise or eloquent enough to give the accumulation shape or meaning. He exposes nothing even vaguely profound about the company's inner experience, and most of the time seems hardly more articulate about emotions than the poor numbed soldiers whose traumatic anguish he once shared...