Word: trained
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...George Bush--finally able to look old Ron in the eye and say, "Well, pard...," it sure feels like I'm choking on a nation-wide haze of loose strands of woollen argyle and wafting fumes of Bean's Best Leather Oil. So I decided to get on a train. Heading north...
...however, am less intelligent, and less inclined towards Absolut measures, so I went for the grand getaway. Sixty cents and a change at the Green Line and there I was at North Station, poring through train schedules. It was just beginning to dawn on me that Commuter Rail doesn't cross any borders, when I heard a conductress shouting "North line...boarding Track Four!" Instinct got the better...
...family train. Across the aisle three children were playing Musical Laps on various amply lapped mother-like figures who chatted away, absentmindedly patting the playing children. Across from them were two fifteen-year-old skateboard kids, whose disdainful sneers showed how much they secretly missed playing on Mommy's lap. A skull-painted board with wheels is a lousy substitute...
...roar of more than 10,000 cheering voices vibrated in the air as the train pulled into view of Gujranwala, a farming and industrial center in the northeast state of Punjab. Red-black-and-green banners embossed with the arrow of the Pakistan People's Party (P.P.P.) fluttered overhead. The chant "Benazir, Prime Minister!" crescendoed as Benazir Bhutto, 35, stepped onto the platform. Holding high the party's manifesto, the candidate declared, "You have a chance to decide the future. Vote for the arrow aimed at the heart of injustice...
...Kossoff's nudes and heads. But it is the light that one most remembers, a pale, almost chalky emanation from the grainy whites and subtle grays that seems to bathe and lift the whole image. Substance is light. Such paintings, and others like Here Comes the Diesel, 1987 (a train passing through a cutting in North London), connect Kossoff back to late Constable, with their flickering impasto, their palpable joy in light and freshness embodied in substance. In his effort to squeeze so much from the world, Kossoff is a wholly traditional painter; only his anxiety about whether...