Word: patronizing
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Buying together and separately, Patron Knox and Director Smith have preferred the-quick to the dead, have made some startling acquisitions. Examples: ¶ Composition in White (opposite), by Jean-Paul Riopelle, 34, one of Canada's two leading abstract painters. In Paris, where Riopelle now works, his larger canvases bring as high as $6,000. Working in intense bursts of creative activity (22 paintings last month) and laying on paint with meticulous palette-knife strokes, Riopelle is a moody painter. His Composition in White grew out of a trip to Austria. "The snowcapped Austrian mountains reminded me of Canada...
...tight control of almost all scientific research (at least in the physical sciences) stems from the nature of modern investigation. As research becomes more complex, it also becomes more expensive and shows less possibility of reaping a financial gain. Therefore the Department of Defense has become the primary patron of science in this country and has transplanted its military thinking from the battlefield to the laboratory...
...hour, a mustached monsignor walked slowly to a side altar, carrying a glass-windowed silver reliquary containing two glass vials partly filled with a dark, solid, opaque substance. As the priest turned the reliquary around and around before the golden-faced bust of St. Januarius, Naples' patron saint, onlookers prayed: "Come and grant us your favor, 0 beautiful saint, great champion of Jesus Christ...
...minutes ticked by, the prayers became less formal, for Neapolitans consider their patron almost a member of the family. "Come on, guappone [Neapolitan for hoodlum] . . . Cheer up, don't look so green around the gills . . ." Back in the sweating, shoving crowd a man waved a ragged arm, shouted: "Come on, yellow face, come on, lemon face!" At 9:28 the dark substance in one of the slowly turning vials began to slide along the glass, then dissolved and spurted about the container. "Miracolo! Miracolo!" cried a man in the crowd...
...next day he tries to sell the saddle cinches his wife has woven; the patron will not buy. He tries to sell his turkey; the patron throws the bird out the door. Desperate, man and wife sit down by the roadside, and he tells her he must go away. Somewhere there must be work to do-or things to steal. In silence she suckles the child. His face softens. The spring of life is flowing still...