Word: munches
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...with the death of her daughter Santillana. "After the Death of a Child" (1927-28) is an especially haunting watercolor: children dressed in red and blue appear on a playground, fenced off from the adults in the black and gray street who have been reduced to figures out of Munch's "Scream"-both elongated and hunched with hollow eyes. Shortly after the burial of her father, a railroad clerk, Neel painted "Dead Father" (1946): a gentle-looking man, slightly too stiff to be asleep, lies in the bed of his coffin...
...surprising, 1900 being 1900, to see everywhere the imprint of the decorative style we call Art Nouveau, co-existing with the stern realism of Madrid, Munich and Thomas Eakins' Philadelphia. Its sources in great figures like Gauguin are not skimped; it's there in Edvard Munch, Gustav Klimt and in a host of lesser figures across the world, including Australia--Sydney Long's Pan, 1898, with its fauns and sweetly sexless hippies cavorting discreetly by the evening billabong, takes great formal advantage of the serpentine shapes of native gum trees...
...enjoy myself. I constantly have an idea of what's going on in Cambridge. I know what Irish people are doing around here." Stop by The Field any day of the week and forget about cover charges. As long as you order something to drink, you're solid. Munch on one of the startlingly good appetizers as you imbibe to the live Celtic music. The 75%-25% mix of Cambridge residents to college students also sets the place apart from Harvard Square watering holes...
Straggling back from Tommy's or Noch's, the pizza lovers munch and mingle with the study group crowd...
...Mountains, the brown and white beast walks guard duty amid a sea of much smaller brown and white woolly bodies. Deceptively spry despite his goofy appearance, the llama struts and shuffles among the flock, craning his head from one side of the field to another while occasionally stopping to munch on grass clumps in the crusty, frozen earth. Cyrus' presence is intimidating enough to chase off some of the coyotes. Or maybe he kicks at the attackers or swings at them with his long, trunklike neck. Weed is not sure since she has never seen a confrontation. "All I know...