Word: sheerness
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Walker topped off his art schooling with a John Harvard scholarship and a chance to study in Italy for three years with Renaissance Connoisseur Bernard Berenson. Walker recalls the period as "sheer, undiluted bliss." Equally pleased with his prize pupil, "B.B." calls Walker "my favorite biped." In 1935 Walker was appointed fine arts director at the American Academy in Rome; there he married the daughter of British Ambassador Sir Eric Drummond, the late Earl of Perth. He came home in 1938 to help lay the groundwork for the National Gallery...
Most Texans blame sheer envy for the fact that in recent years Texas has come to rank well ahead of mothers-in-law as a butt for U.S. humorists. Last week in the Dallas News wry Columnist Paul Crume offered another explanation: "Texas is the only thing left in the U.S. strong enough to stand being laughed...
...first glance Turgenev's people often seem like Chekhov's, Turgenev has a rather different angle of vision and a different art. If no more wise than Chekhov, he is more wordly-wise and more ironic. Much of A Month is leisure-class social comedy, in which sheer ennui acts as a stimulant and the yawn is father to the kiss. Where Chekhov's people bestir themselves too little or too late, Turgenev's seem overready; just because the landscape is flat or the drawing room tedious, they grasp at situations and embroider them, they self...
...experts outside Hungary concede that Sandor & Co., given a little help from some less talented trackmen, will not disappoint their countrymen: Hungary may be a small onion in the international goulash of sport, but it is a country with a determination to win. Explains ex-Sprinter Jozsef Sir (pronounced sheer), commissar of the track and field section of the sports council of the Ministry of Culture: "We train. That is our secret...
...triumph of Richard is the triumph of sheer mummery-though inevitably the applause will not go to all the actors in equal measure. The women are excellent. Claire Bloom, as Richard's wife, has no choice but to portray a pallid case of hemi-Ophelia, but her softness is a fine contrast to the hard shape of Richard. Pamela Brown as the king's mistress, a role tellingly interpolated by Olivier, is magically effective; she says but four words ("Good morrow, my lord"), but she hangs in the offing like a sensuous portrait by Rubens, and fills...