Word: wet
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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Reveries by Night. There has been one big problem in appreciating Ryder's work: he painted with an utter disregard for basic technique. He piled paint layer upon layer, to thicknesses of a quarter of an inch, often returning to work on a canvas while it was still wet. He found it almost impossible to think of a painting as finished, frequently took back ones he had sold and com pletely reworked them. He called the process "ripening" and likened himself to an inchworm reaching out tentatively into space from the end of a leaf. "I am trying...
...mind, I looked over at the man next to me, a Polish embezzier from Worcester, Mass. I could see him so clearly, I could see every pore in his face, every blemish, the hairs on his nose, the incredible green-yellow enamel of the decay in his teeth, the wet glistening of his frightened eyes. I could see every hair in his head, as though each was as big as an oak tree. What a confrontation! What am I doing out here, out of my mind, with this strange mosaic-celled animal, prisoner, criminal...
...front window of some country store with a cracker barrel and iron stove in side. The title apparently has some obscure relevance in Westermann's mind to his reverence for honest workmanship. Says Westermann: "I think they are beautiful. They're comfortable and give your ankles support." Wet Flower is his imagination at its most antic. Stylized flowers droop over a stone inscribed: "The pain and glory are half the story, the rest being rain." Droplets of clear plastic drip on the inside of the glass. "It's a flower on a rainy day seen through...
...might mention in passing that Trout Fishing in America is basically a collection of snapshots of author, wife, and title traipsing around the country, and that it is the most sensitive portrayal of warm, wet garbage in the U.S. that has ever been written...
...even more difficult to figure out Jim Watson himself. Reading this account, one gets the feeling that Watson is trying to dupe the reader into thinking it was all so easy--so much easier than we know it was. He sets himself up as a kid scientist, still wet under the nose, making it because of a will to conquer DNA, despite his unpreparedness in chemistry, X-ray crystallography, and mathematics. He portrays the discovery as little more than the fitting together of the pieces of a jigsaw puzzle, with one eye on the clock because Pauling is almost there...