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...time lies in the sweeping "background" that occupies most of the canvas. In this one, broad areas of blue, white and black dissolve deep space into allover optical force fields, a gesture that opened the way to the color-field abstraction of a half-century later. Picasso replied with Harlequin, a self-portrait as clown, painted in a moment of marital despair, in which he adopts Matisse's flat stretches of color. Partly in homage to Matisse, the clown also holds out a painter's palette, this one bearing the ghostly silhouette of a man's face...
...small number of self-portraits scattered throughout the exhibit, viewers can glimpse Lynes’ involvement in the photographic process. In some, he appears camera in hand. In another, he stands posed in a harlequin costume...
...early 1970s we used to sit around a little caf? and listen to old-timers talk about the harlequin days before the war when Cambodia was full of charm. Even the poor ate well then, we were told. We fervently wanted to believe that some day, when the fighting was over, the country would return to that bucolic ideal. It never happened. The war never really ended, as the pictures in this book painfully remind us. If you look closely around the edges of Neveu's pictures taken in the 1990s you see a modicum of prosperity and happiness creeping...
Last Friday, under a perfect Cantabridgian sky (magically arranged, of course), academically distinguished men and women garbed in hooded, harlequin robes marched down the middle aisle of Tercentary Theatre to crown a new leader. As the parade began, masses of eager students and onlookers clustered in the audience around flags emblazoned with their Houses to join in the festivities. There was an exchange of silver keys, and the President sat in a magical chair that conferred great power upon him. Meanwhile, a redbrick gate outside carefully concealed the proceedings from the oblivious Muggle passersby...
...into Isabel at the reunion, I will be eager to hear what she remembers about our long-ago date, if anything. I read in a magazine recently that for twenty years she has been an editor (now the top editor) for the Harlequin series of romance books. Surely there is some kind of poetic lesson in that...