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DARREL AUSTIN-Perls, 1016 Madison Ave. at 78th. Austin casts a lunar spell: rarely does he paint a picture without a moon in it, and a full one at that. Capering in the silvery light are foxes, bulls, elephants, tigers-and maidens, round, ripe and waiting. Twenty-five oils. Through April...
...which has caused poets to identify it with truth." He deplored "the diseases which infect the world of painting today-of obscurity, confusion, immorality, violence" and said that "one of the prime requisites of greatness in art is to be easily understood." To Hartford's critics, these goals spell sentimentality and escapism, not "Things as They are," although the history of art is full of painters who prove the contrary. The sad fact about the new museum is that the collection it houses does not come close to illustrating Hartford's goals and thus hands an easy victory...
...press from out of state who everybody was," said Rutledge. "Somebody would come out and say something to the press and a newsman would say, 'Who's that? Sheriff Decker?' and Ruby would say, 'No, that's Captain Will Fritz.' He'd spell out the names. He was making all the identifications, shouting them out." Once, testified Rutledge, an officer spotted Ruby in the crowd at headquarters and said, "Hey, Jack, what are you doing here?" Ruby had replied: "I'm helping out these reporters here...
Home ice could spell the difference between two such evenly matched squads. In the two year history of the tournament, no visiting club has ever won a quarter-final game...
Solution: Suicide. After Hodgins left the hospital and went back to his apart ment, with a practical nurse in charge, he got a nasty series of jolts. He could not button his shirt, tie his shoes, spell certain kinds of words; worst of all, he could no longer operate a typewriter. A former managing editor of FORTUNE, author of Mr. Blandings Builds His Dream House, and an associate of Pollster Elmo Roper, Hodgins felt almost as dependent on his typewriter as a scuba diver on his air tank. Faced with a future of uselessness, he no longer wanted a future...