Word: unrealities
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...head, and the sky beyond had in it more paint than air. Yet the somber, dilapidated house front dwarfing the children on the sidewalk, the green smudge of a treetop peering over the adjoining wall, the sick and sagging figure of the old man himself, and even the murky, unreal light and haphazard composition all helped put across the mood Stuempfig was after. Like The Lifeboat and others of his best works, The Old Man was a familiar scene glimpsed through a mist of tenderness and gloom...
Curiously Unreal. The $1,500 first prize went to German-born Max Beckmann, 65, whom Hitler denounced and hounded out of Germany as a "degenerate" painter. Beckmann's big Fisherwomen was far from being the jut-jawed old master's best or most ambitious work, but ft did show his genius for color as well as his penchant for whipping cruelty and tenderness together into sexy, curiously unreal oils. His lamplit fisherwomen did not look like the sort that go near the water. Their hot peach flesh was set off by black garters and contrasted with the cold...
...Washington a worried little group of Britons and Canadians sat down to discuss with their U.S. opposite numbers what measures could be taken to save Britain from economic disaster (see INTERNATIONAL). To much of the U.S., sunny and prosperous in the late summer, the British crisis had an unreal look to it. Many a citizen could only take it on faith that behind the talk of the dollar gap, Britain's inadequate production and devaluation of the pound lay a dire threat to the stability of the Western World. In Washington, where men faced one another across the conference...
...Turnips. The critics were kind, found some subtleties to admire in his abstractionist experiments. Said the New Statesman & Nation: "This Universe of ghosts with turnip heads and scrolls of tin for bodies is by no means unreal . . ." But what interested gallerygoers most were Lewis' portraits of some of his literary friends, e.g., Poets T. S. Eliot, Ezra Pound and Stephen Spender. Using the diluted cubism that gives all his work a curiously geometrical air, Lewis had hit off an easily recognizable likeness every time...
...caring for his young bride (who died after a year and a half of marriage), Emerson revolted against what he called the "official goodness" of his position. The arguments that led to his resigning his pastorate (his refusal to administer the Lord's Supper) seem somewhat unreal in this account; more clearly traced is his growing conviction that the only way he could be a good minister was to leave the ministry...