Word: timelessness
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Though her oils sparkle with the French impressionists' gay, effervescent color, she does not share their brief encounter with wind and weather. Instead, she sets down a gossamer tapestry of nature that, though fragile and even frivolous, appears timeless. Sunshine unabashedly pours from the clouds; foliage and fogs spring lively to the breeze that sweeps a meadow...
Here was lust and love, birth and creation, hell and despair; and each emotion showed not only on the faces but in every muscle of each arm and leg. The portrait busts seemed timeless, as if the sculptor knew no theme that was not eternal. The Auguste Rodin show at Manhattan's Museum of Modern Art was near perfection-the superb work of a giant superbly installed. The public responded by joyously wallowing in the incredible vitality of bronze and stone bursting with life, of figures that writhed, embraced and entwined themselves. The critics were all superlatives...
...parallels the psalms sung for the ancient Tenebrae service, in which the mystery of Christ's sacrifice is sung to diminishing candlelight, until at last only one candle remains-the Light of the World. The colors of the music suggest the gathering shadows, and Poulenc gives it a timeless serenity by weaving into it ancient liturgical forms along with angular modern music...
Swallowed Revenues. Of all Egyptians, the industrial worker has fared the best under Nasser. Next to him comes the fellah, the timeless peasant working the timeless land. It was the jest of 1952 that Nasser's foremost ambition was to raise the fellahin at least to the living standard of the gamoosa, the water buffalo of the Nile. He has more than succeeded. You can see it simply in the fellah's clothes. But also the fellah, who used to have meat only once or twice a year, now eats it at least once a week...
...Downtown Gallery this week range in subject from the comic to the sublime, but even the most light-hearted of them seem to carry a heavy secret. Whether involved in a child's game or in an ancient tragedy, the chunky figures appear lost in some timeless trance: no matter how much a part of a group they are, they are always solitary. The figures pray or weep, bend in joy or agony, play out roles in a cobbler's shop, or at the foot of the Cross. They all bear the same basic message: all men live...