Word: treeing
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...House. But Carter obviously found the journey invigorating. On the bow deck as the Delta Queen paddled down the river, mostly at a stately 3 m.p.h., the President bobbed up at each toot from the flotilla of pleasure craft that escorted the Queen. Many times he restlessly scanned the tree-lined green bluffs through binoculars; whenever he detected something that might be a waving arm, he lifted his arm in instant response. One afternoon he leaped atop a rickety deck chair to wave, and almost catapulted himself into a swan dive over the rail...
...many green parks and broad avenues. Mud houses were entirely swept away, brick and concrete buildings were smashed, and just about everything else was buried under a layer of ooze almost 4 ft. thick. Rescue workers found bloated bodies half buried in the sediment and hanging from fences and tree branches. By week's end, some 1,100 corpses had been counted, and it seemed probable that the final toll would go even higher, not counting those killed in the 30-odd small villages between Morvi...
...reason for the popularity of Segal's work is its material: plaster casts from live bodies. Because there was once a person inside each of the shells, they have the slightly eerie factuality of a petrified tree, a fossil or (as has often been said) that great tourist attraction of Southern Italy, the plaster molds of dead Pompeians. Now and again, Segal made an identifiable portrait; the show includes the effigies of those New York Pompeians of the '60s, the collectors Robert and Ethel Scull, she complete with sunglasses and Courrèges boots. But as a rule...
...House lounge with his latest honey, Barbara of my green past. Barbara was giggling and laughing at her scrub-clean mate when Little Joe cuffed him on the back of the neck and told him to apologize. This time, the wolf sent the man scrambling up the tree, tottering uncertainly from a limb...
Little Joe went back to his room and prepared for the battle, shedding his clothes for t-shirt and jeans. He practiced crotch kicks into his door and smashed light bulbs with his Chinese numchuks. He took up his boxing gloves and pounded the tree out in the House courtyard for half an hour. "I'm ready," he sighed...