Word: stared
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...Museum of Modern Art in New York, shows how he has changed from black rectangles patterned with a design of pinstripes done in 1958 to bold inventions of interlocked geometrical forms. No single canvas in his group of paintings can make the viewer nervous before its cold stare. Each of his paintings makes sense as part of the evolution of his art and appears less bewildering than when it is displayed with the work of other contemporary artists...
...Eakins, Whistler. Homer and Sargent work with full new techniques of realism. In one haunting canvas by Eakins, surgeons in business suits cut into a man's leg. Scarcely visible in the dark background, a hall of students observe the operation. The quiet bloody hands makes it difficult to stare at this intense description. Sargent has an equally striking work of four girls arranged on a wide space of a dark room. The smallest sits, paused in playing with her doll an a grey rug. Painted with shimmering intensity of dark and light, they stand in black stockings and white...
...silos stand like sentinels on the horizon. Black Angus cattle amble toward lopsided gray barns. Giant TV antennas, strung with a maze of guy wires, soar 30 ft. above tiny farmhouses. Irrigation ditches run to nowhere. And standing forlornly in fields of stubble corn, boys in blue denim coveralls stare back, but they do not wave...
Horner ends up standing rigidly immobilized on a train platform while children, dogs, and commuters, come up, stare at him, touch him, and then go into the waiting trains. Eventually, he is rescued by a mysterious and flamboyant black Doctor (James Earl Jones) who takes him into a Remobilization Farm, where seated in the midst of the light show gadgetry of the Advice Room. Horner is advised to become a college instructor of prescriptive grammar. The rest of the film then, more or less, deals with Horner's adulterous relations with the wife of a fellow teacher, her impregnation...
...light and get away from light. If I could only be sure of that, that nothing happened. It would summon something, a continuity perhaps, a shout anyway; no, I don't have the energy to get carried away. I am being carried away. I need something steadier, an endless stare. The wall of rock is flat. Nog is closer, his eyes cruel and distant...