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Albers' inkless intaglios were made by pressing wet, heavy paper onto an engraved plate. They result from hundreds of ink and pencil drawings on graph paper made over the past decade. Why does he print without ink? "I am trying to reduce my means-it is a demonstration of my economic inclination," he explains with a sly twinkle behind his glasses. Albers has an equally simple explanation for the ambiguity of his new pictures and their shifting forms: "My purpose is to show that within the same skeleton different actions may appear. In Duo B the left and right...
Sweeping down a long wet hill, Mike was doing about 100 m.p.h. when he hurtled past a Mercedes-driving friend (who denies that any race was involved). Ahead of him, the friend saw the Jaguar suddenly go into a long skid. "I thought: 'Good old Mike. He'll soon flick out of that one.' " But this time, Mike Hawthorn's practiced skill was not enough. The Jaguar whipped into the opposite lane, clipped an oncoming truck, rolled over twice, bounced off a tree, ended, a battered pile of junk, in a roadside hedge. It took firemen...
...FOUGHT THE COLD LYING IN MY HUSBAND'S ARMS. When she awoke shivering and wet, Rosemary told Mail readers: "I stood up in the boat and stripped to change. The others were a few feet from me, but it didn't matter a damn...
...Alex seemed unawed, showed up for a strategy workout with Gonzales, displayed to dressing-room interviewers a pair of underdrawers decorated with gorgeous women. "This way I never run out of girls," he grinned. In voluble Spanish Gonzales suggested Olmedo's strategy: keep the ball low on the wet court, use lobs to drive Cooper back from the net, move around to upset the Aussie's second service. It worked. Charging to the net, the Chief forced the attack, punched his volleys accurately, won 6-3, 4-6, 6-4, 8-6. Almost single-handed Alex Olmedo...
...tons of stone and earth crashed into the caverns, the three tunnel mouths spouted out flying stone and dust like miniature volcanoes. Screaming men and women ran bloodily from the caves, dragging with them other workers who had been knocked unconscious. Groping through the thick fog, slipping on the wet clay topsoil, they screamed for help. The village priest and the schoolteacher spread the alarm, and fare brigades soon arrived from the Belgian cities of Hasselt and Tongres. and from the nearby Dutch city of Maastricht. They saw with horror that the hill was still moving convulsively, with craters...