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Lights are burning late at No. 15963 Valleywood Road in Sherman Oaks, Calif. From the study, overlooking a kidney-shaped swimming pool, comes the whir of a movie projector. Hunched over the L-shaped desk, his size-50 jacket slung carelessly on the floor, a bespectacled bear of a man scribbles furiously on a note pad. It is some time between midnight and 4 a.m., the hours that James Thompson Prothro Jr. calls his "thinking hours." It could be chess that Tommy Prothro is thinking about: he is a tournament champion. Or bridge: he collects master points. Or business...
Absurdity Is Fact. "Almost all present movements are anecdotal," says Le Pare. "The real interest of a painting is its visual presence, not the fact that a naked woman has rolled on it." "Presence" in his works is felt by pressing buttons. Motors whir, lights whirl, and metal mirrors wiggle back and forth fun-house style. By eliminating the human figure, and even human scale, Le Pare runs opposite to pop or any art style. He strikes out for a world where science and art meet, where absurdity is nonetheless fact, where reality, however abstract in appearance, is still reality...
There was a grinding whir above the sound of the helicopter engine, and the craft suddenly fell off in a long stomach-wrenching dive. It smashed hard into an open field, swerved, bounced, tottered and finally settled down in the dust...
...satellites. Going farther, the U.S. Chamber of Commerce at its annual meeting urged the U.S. to "open channels of communications with the people of Communist China." Last week the trade drive picked up speed in three European capitals. The U.S. opened its first trade show in Budapest amid the whir of computers and the roar of tractors; West Germany unveiled a $6,000,000 industrial display in Bucharest; and the Red Chinese showed up at the Paris Trade Fair with the biggest and best display of the 37 nations present...
Spellbound, they heard the CRIMSON executives explain the ethos of the newspaper and the rigamarole of the respective boards. With the managing editor, they thrilled to the whir of the presses and restrained from feeding the Linotype men; with the editoial chairman, they aspired to literary greatness; with the photographic chairman, they sparkled at the prospects of infinite shutter clicking; with the business manager they talked business...