Word: shimmer
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...rendered in a marvelously clear, springy line, through gradations of color that result from the separate tinting, part by part, of each of the thousands of silk threads. Where the brown, gray and blue rectangles of the background meet, the threads are aligned slightly out of register, producing a shimmer of one color into another...
...little girl leaves her playroom, the camera dwells on the dolls left behind: Raggedy Ann, Barney Beanbag, Susie Pincushion and the rest. There is a shimmer of music, the photography dissolves to animation, the dolls come alive and begin talking to one another-surely a child's fantasy about what dolls do behind closed doors. Later, when the little girl returns, the dolls resume their still-life poses, and the animation dissolves back to reality...
...Becker, Kathe Kollwitz, Nataliia Goncharova and Sonia Delaunay look extraordinary; one's eye goes with relief to Goncharova's crude, provincial but raucously vital cubist portrait of her husband Mikhail Larionov (1913), the face kippered flat and streaked with voracious slashes of color; it luxuriates in the shimmer of rosy light, circle on circle, that fills the surface of Delaunay's masterpiece of 1916, The Flamenco Singer. Moreover, if the exhibition does seem to end on a dying fall, it hardly matters. What counts is that an area of great consequence for art history has now been...
...miss out on down here." This landscape offers the clue to his recent work, beginning with the Hoarfrosts and continuing through Jammers, a series of delicate sewn constructions of silk, twine and rattan cane. They are without pretension, and hardly displace air at all. They read as a shimmer of color, sails in the light. Off the beach, past the rattling leaves of the sea grapes, two ambiguous planes meet: the shallow coastal water, slicked with weed, taking the light like satin; and the pale sky, colored the rinsed blue of a Tiepolo ceiling. A pelican lumbers by, just airborne...
...Poem Painter" begins typically, with an echo and a shimmer of light musical phrases that remind you a bit of temple bells shivering in the wind. Then the percussion enters, muted yet enriching the sound, and finally the melody--simple and repetitive but constantly branching off in unexpected and spontaneous harmonies. You trace the saxophone's part much as you are drawn by a strand of gold in a piece of cloth. It glows and enriches the fabric and the fabric, (or musical backing) in turn, keeps the shimmer from ever becoming brassy...