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...tunnel beneath the stores. Alongside the tunnel, but burrowing three stories below, he built a 2,000-car garage, provided escalators to whisk the motorist to the plaza level. In the spacious, columned malls and arcades he put gardens and sculptures. To add a town-square touch, he designed sidewalk cafes, planted trees, and put benches beneath them for the tired shopper or any idler who wanted to stop for a gossip. As a centerpiece he ordered a big central clock ("Meet me under the clock") that contains puppetry: every half-hour, shoppers see a little "show" keyed...
...Belmonte presided over his 3,500-acre ranch on the grassy Andalusian tableland 40 miles south of Seville. He spent good days tilting with bulls in his fields and holding private seminars in his own bullring, coaching aspirantes, reminiscing about the old days. In Seville, he hung out at sidewalk bars, where he liked to tell and retell the pleasures of his first attempts at bullfighting. "At night," he remembered, "we would swim the Guadalquivir and fight the bulls in the pastures in the moonlight. That was the beautiful time, fighting them naked in the moonlight...
...handwriting, his forms, his palette, his style-the meshwork through which he sees life." Jagged Blacks. The most successful of the miniature retrospectives is that of Franz Kline. It begins with a straightforward drawing of David Orr, the collector who came across Kline exhibiting on a Greenwich Village sidewalk 23 years ago. The next work is a snowy landscape in which a black fence runs jaggedly through the scene, much as Kline's thick black abstract strokes do today. The painting called Nijinsky is followed by an illuminating sketch of a rocking chair done in 1951. Here, the chair...
...Harlem's Church of the Master this week, a preacher named Oscar Brown Jr. delivered a sermon in song-an elegy for castaways between a front-porch Heaven and a sidewalk Hell. It was his debut in the pulpit-but the message was scarcely new to him. He had delivered it just the night before, downtown at Manhattan's smoky Blue Angel club. Mixing the groovy with the grave in songs that filled his life during a dozen mute years. Oscar Brown had at last found his voice. Matched with Brown's stylish skill as a performer...
...course, Marjorie Steele. She may be my exwife, but I think she is one of the greatest woman painters today." Tennis, Anyone? Hartford has many another project. Barring an unfavorable court decision, he is planning to spend $1,700,000 to bring the civilized delights of the Paris sidewalk café to Manhattan's Central Park. He recently started the new magazine Show, which is chiefly concerned with the performing arts but will soon add sections on painting and the fine arts. He keeps a wandering and unpredictable eye on these enterprises from a variety of homes...