Word: sightly
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...husky, blonde Gizi Farkas, three times world champion Ping-Pongstress. As with her other compatriots, Gizi's excursion this side of the Iron Curtain was an occasion for stocking up on nylons, watches, lighters-all the paraphernalia of the bourgeois West. She was so awe-struck at the sight of Swedish abundance that she had bagged a handsome wool jacket without paying for it. "I've never seen such a beautiful thing before," she admitted. "I just couldn't resist...
...Santiago, in sight of Andean glaciers, the temperature hit 92° one day last week. That day, 17,540 Chileans rode trains from the capital's hot streets to beaches, lakes, mountains. In buses chartered by sports clubs, other sweating thousands rattled off for a day's dip in the chill Pacific, just two hours away at San Antonio. The luckiest Chileans, including President Gabriel González Videla, lolled in the luxury of Vina del Mar, where they improved their tans on white crescent beaches, on yacht decks, or on the balconies of flower-girt villas...
Settled down in Paris, he works in a studio as neat as a laboratory. There are no still lifes and no models in sight, because he never paints directly from nature. "I discover my picture on the canvas the way a fortuneteller reads the future in tea leaves," he explains. "I never visualize a picture in my mind before starting to paint. On the contrary I believe that a picture is finished only after one has completely effaced the idea that was there at the start...
Tailor's Dummies grew directly from such a sketch. It looked innocent enough until he began explaining it: "The children realized very much that these were bodies. The sight reminded me of a dummy my aunt had when I was a child, and that I always used to hit it, whirl it around. I wondered for a long time what I should put on the wall in the background. First I was going to make it a bandage ad, but then one day I saw it had to be the woman you see there, and I knew at once...
...father, a stolid and self-possessed businessman who was a living reproach to the introspective writer, was always at the center of his thoughts. He loved his father and admired him; he also feared and hated him. The "bond of blood too is the target of my hatred; the sight of the double bed at home, the used sheets, the nightshirts carefully laid out, can exasperate me to the point of nausea...