Word: torsoed
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...show's female impersonators, who have always kept ahead of the torso problem, acknowledged defeat last week in the tonsil division. Baffled in their quest for someone to deliver a blood-curdling scream from the wings in the Act One Frankenstein scene, Pudding casters had vainly tried out every boy in the Club...
...Session with Brubeck. Brubeck bends his lanky torso over the keys, concentrating like a child on a jigsaw puzzle, but his eyes are closed. The other members of the quartet-Alto Saxophonist Paul Desmond, Drummer Joe Dodge and Bass Player Bob Bates-go to work. Desmond's tones are plaintive and pure, the rhythm of drum and bass is as rich and firm as a deep-pile carpet. Like Bach starting off to improvise a passacaglia, they lay down the tune-say, Let's Fall in Love-as a kind of groundwork. Desmond's eyes close...
...flat look was not so flat after all. Fewer than a third of Dior's new dresses minimized the bosom, and even these bore no resemblance to the droopy formlessness of the Jazz Age. Most dresses were molded from hipbone to mid-bust, creating a long, svelte torso, a high and undeniably sexy bust line. The Parisian models looked more as if they were holding their breath than suffering from collapsed chests. Said Chairman David Neverov of Manhattan's Russeks. back from Paris: "It is a style that would make Marilyn Monroe look better...
...pieces of sculpture in wood and stone and the 128 drawings on view were convincing evidence that a woman had at last become pre-eminent in a field long dominated by men. The works ranged from early representational carvings like Contemplative Figure (1928), a sensual but reposeful torso and head, to latter-day exercises in pure form such as Pastorale (1953), a chunk of gracefully carved marble pierced by strangely undulating tunnels. Another new work, Totem, was an imposing abstraction in wood and swirling hollows...
...England, the city fathers of Manchester fussed and fumed over whether to pay Sculptor Henry Moore a generous ?760 for a lumpy chunk of bronze called Draped Torso, which looked like a vandalized nightgown. Murmured one alderman: "I wish it were a statue of Marilyn Monroe." Sneered a Moore supporter: "This is a work of art." An anti-Moore man retorted: "Is the councilor insinuating that Marilyn Monroe is not a work of art?" Moore's Torso lost the vote...