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Violinist Stern soon developed a scholar's yen for analyzing music and a distaste for studying technique (although an interest in the problems of bowing once led him to study the anatomy of hand and arm and their motor controls). The son of a house painter, Stern made his Manhattan debut at 17 ("I wasn't the greatest thing since Mozart"), but had to wait seven more years before he was able to start a successful concert career. Now an almost compulsive concertizer, he is rarely in his Manhattan duplex, averages a brain-fogging 125 concerts and recitals...
...painted props. In one of his happenings called The Smiling Workman, Dine was seen writing ''I love what" in orange paint and "I'm doing" in blue. He then dumped the two cans of paint over his head to show "the feeling of a happy, compulsive painter, which I am." About the same time. Dine began experimenting with "environments," or "four-sided collages...
...imagine being without it." At St. Bartholomew's Hospital's first-rate Medical College in London, Dean D. F. Ellison Nash said: "We couldn't have kept up with diagnosis, treatment and medical care without a national service." A London painter: "It's not all that good, not for what you get out of it. But abolish it? Not that, mate...
...test went on to two heads, one by the 16th century Italian painter Annibale Carracci and one an excellent copy by a contemporary. But the most fiendish items were three drawings of a Mother and Child, all apparently Picassos...
...beaches at Dunkirk-he later painted the scene-but his description is insipid. His family thought little of his love affairs -they called it "playing the ass in the bulrushes"-and he went on to have four wives. His family thought equally little of his desire to become a painter-they called it "playing the ass in the gutter" -and he went on to a career that has been something less than spectacular. Whether writing about his fun and games in the bulrushes or the gutter, Churchill never rises above the level of an amusingly gossipy chatterbox...