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Dates: during 1970-1970
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...were ten 250-ft. lengths of clear polyethylene tube, 40 helium tanks, three searchlights, eight floodlights, dozens of helpers, and a 17-year-old student from the Carnegie-Mellon University, Susan Peters. The tubes were guyed to earth at each end and inflated; they rose in arches. The intrepid Miss Peters ("She doesn't weigh much-say 92 pounds") put on a parachute harness, and Piene hooked her to the center ends of his plastic chrysanthemum, and let go the ropes. Up she floated, 60 ft., bobbing in the wind; then the peripheral ends of the tubes were released...
...Phrases. The service should prove invaluable to legislators who would need an army of researchers to dig up all the statutes and Supreme Court decisions that would be helpful in drafting new bills. And they may miss a few. Already, 31 states from New Hampshire to Hawaii have contracts with Aspen...
...course impossible for students to convincingly portray a demi-atlas and a serpent. Gordon Snyder as Antony was the less auspicious failure, while Susan Yakutis, charged with the greatest woman's role in drama, seemed more afraid than madequate. Snyder lapsed into manneristic anger, often indulging in worthless shouting; Miss Yakutis lapsed into the torpor rather than the lightning of a serpent, and was manneristic in her fire. Neither penetrated to the fire of the heroic ardor of will, the incandescent poignancy of love. A line shouted is a line destroyed. Neither actor was able to go beyond the lines...
...roles are long and unsurpassable difficult. Miss Yakutis has a good deal of breath and body control but was the most mechanical and aloof I have ever seen her. Snyder was repetitive in gesture and volume, and is in fact, exceedingly careless in his part. I doubt that he comprehends the nature of Antony's shame in the great scene III, XI. for he was clamorous and brutal. This is the still moment of shame. The tone should be lyrical self-examination, during the exhaustion of shame through to the reassertion of resolve. It is the tone of Achilles...
...must either put on more or different clothes. The colored battle-screen made no contribution. More seriously, the court at Egypt was enervated and decidedly unexotic, unmajestic, uninercurial, and rather bland, tired, and timid. There was petulance instead of the passionate anger of a moody, selfish, regal, lover-queen. Miss Yakutis must avail herself, as I know she can, of a range of tones and rhythms, and soar and admonish and implore and pout and sing her way to complexity. The soldiers are unremittingly declamatory, laboring to render each line as massively as possible. They don't speak to each...