Word: vermilions
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...years spent under larger skies than Manhattan's, in the Midwest and Pacific Northwest, contributed to the sense of vast atmospheric scale in his art. But to read it directly as landscape violates its meaning. The cliffs and ravines of color, the jagged rifts of blue or vermilion breaking through a matrix of dense enveloping black, are no metaphors of the Grand Canyon or the Rockies, nor do the flickering shapes literally allude to flame or cloud. They are meant to convey a sense of pantheistic energy, of intense mood and vigorously articulated feeling-to substitute, in fact...
...painters-flowers sparkling with morning dew or mountains silhouetted against the evening sky. It is as if she saw the camera simply as a technologically advanced way of doing the arts of bygone eras. She inscribed the backs of her photographs in red, as if harking back to the vermilion ink that was once reserved exclusively for use by China's emperors...
Such charges stir hurricanes of protest on the rigs. Says Pat Byler, production foreman at Shell's Vermilion Block 22 field, six miles off Louisiana: "My blood pressure goes up when I hear them talk about withholding." Nonetheless, gasmen privately concede that investigators from Washington will uncover a few examples of withholding...
...Invitation au voyage: "There, all is order and beauty/Luxury, calm and sensuous pleasure." No effort can restore its lost shock value, and this, in a different way, is true of the Derain as well. Today we luxuriate in its weighty design and audacious color, the blaring vermilion tree trunks, the complex blues in the caves of shadow, the pyrotechnics of green and yellow in the foliage. One moves into the work without strain; it is not an Arcadia, but a place well removed from the realities of industrial and urban Europe...
...author, who is also a serious composer, has reached for everything from kazoos to pipe organs. The result is a mock epic about the career of Napoleon Bonaparte that sometimes reads like Dickens, sometimes like Tennyson and Wordsworth, with an occasional gash of Gerard Manley Hopkins' gold-vermilion. "The last section of the book is written in the style of Henry James," Burgess explains without a trace of solemnity, "because Henry James believed he was Napoleon when he was dying...