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...artists in 1968 are more likely to litter their workbenches with draftsmen's tools than with paint rags, to trim their walls with Surveyor's lunar photographs than with models of the Venus de Milo. But each artist still reflects his personal style in his habitat. George Sugarman, who creates boldly colored abstract sculptures, works in a spartan loft equipped with power sanders and gluepots. Claes Oldenburg's huge apartment is in a perpetual clutter because, as Nesbitt points out, "Claes likes to have a lot of things around so he can stumble over them. There...
...those slow afternoons in a Beverly Hills auto showroom, and Burt Sugarman, 28, the smoothly pompadoured proprietor, noodled at his desk. In the window reclined a long, low, old-fashioned jobbie with running boards, bicycle fenders and blindingly chromed supercharger exhausts curling out of the hood. Suddenly, an ill-clad geek with long hair popped into the shop. Sonny Buono, of Sonny and Cher, pointed at the glittery relic and asked: "What's that?" "Excalibur," replied Sugarman. "I'll take it," chirped Sonny...
JEWISH-Fifth Ave. at 92nd. More contemporary sculpture, here limited to seven Americans: Peter Agostini, Lee Bontecou, John Chamberlain, Mark di Suvero, George Segal, Richard Stankiewicz and George Sugarman. Through...
...GEORGE SUGARMAN-Radich, 818 Madison Ave. at 68th. Sugarman piles up whorls, commas, calligraphs, and his painted wood sculptures go scrambling into space like a two-year-old clambering up a flight of stairs. They suddenly stop-and leave the next step to the imagination. Through April...
...hard tough mean mucky real bad thing to see an old champ go soft. Like the Sugarman rubber-kneed against Fender. Like Papa not making it to those trees in time. Like Mickey Spillane coming back with his first book in eight years: "I let him get close enough to kiss me off with his eyes, took the blade out of his fingers so fast he never knew I had it until I raked him hard over the ribs where the blood could make a mess for everybody to see. When I hit him his teeth powdered and he fell...