Word: stylishly
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...power in 1956. "They are swiftly aware of art events, whether in New York or Barcelona." Selz points out. In a country where to be educated often means to speak French, the main tie is still with Paris, and even the Poles have not always escaped being more stylish than profound. But if the splashy oils, crumpled collages and floating, ambiguous forms often suggest bolder and earlier experiments by better-known painters in the West, the passion and verve behind the paintings is pure Polish. Says Curator Selz: "Their unusual inventiveness, undogmatic attitude and spontaneous vitality make them worldly sophisticates...
...kind of educational outing that Caroline Danella Hewitt liked best: cheerful, wholesome and just a bit theatrical. And it was the kind of expedition that endeared Miss Hewitt to the students of Miss Hewitt's Classes, the stylish girls' school that last week mourned the death of "Misshew" at 89. "She had a strictly personal approach," recalled one alumna, "as if she were a governess and we were her little children." Added Actress Julie Harris, a member of the Grosse Pointe, Mich, smart set. who lived with Miss Hewitt for more than a year after graduation while...
Everybody's Friend. A stylish, wealthy businessman -turned - politician, Moise Tshombe found himself top man in the Congo's richest province when the Belgians relinquished rule. When the Congo erupted in factional squabbling. Tshombe declared mineral-rich Katanga independent, hoping to maintain economic and cultural ties to Belgium. He tried to keep the U.N. out of Katanga, strengthened his hand with hired mercenaries and Belgian advisers. While the rest of the Congo starved and squabbled. Tshombe prospered. He began to infuriate the Congolese leaders. When Tshombe boldly agreed to attend the Coquilhatville conference, Kasavubu saw his chance...
...locked in a box through which he plunges swords. But the evening's peak comes with a whirling and jubilant "Grand Impérial Cirque de Paris" dance number, paced by the memorable little man of La Plume de Ma Tante, Pierre Olaf. Fetchingly nimble and stylish as a dancer, mime and clown, Olaf-except for this number-is reduced to a colorless speaking part. Had his face, his feet and his engaging Frenchness been oftener used, Carnival! might have seemed oftener magical...
Early in August 1959, homeowners along the stylish Pacific Ocean beaches in Santa Monica, Calif., were dismayed to get a new set of neighbors: a bedraggled platoon of half a hundred men and women, who moved into a rundown, three-story, red brick building that once was a National Guard armory. White and black, young and middleaged, criminals and innocents, artists and loafers, the unlikely assortment shared one trait: they were narcotics addicts determined to kick their habit for good...