Word: wanderings
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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Unfortunately -- unfortunately for Palestinians, Israelis and assorted innocents who wander into the crossfire -- the logic fails. To understand why, one must start by asking, Who are the terrorists? The major sponsors of Middle East terror are Iran, Syria and Libya. And its major practitioners are Islamic fundamentalists, pro-Syrian nationalists and Palestinian extremists. These groups and states are distinguished not just by their choice of means but by the nature of their end. And their end is not peace with Israel. It is peace with no Israel...
Ulysses Grant and his son checked into the Willard in 1864, and the clerk, so used to the high and mighty, did not recognize the man who commanded nearly a million troops. As President, Grant would often wander out of the loneliness of the White House and come to the Willard, which offered him a leather chair in a secluded place in the lobby where he could watch the passing show. Even then he was pestered by people with petitions and pleas. He called these intruders "lobbyists," and the term stuck...
...week's turmoil has punctured the couple's routine, such as it is. "There are no rules in my work," he says. "I don't really have studios. I wander around -- around people's attics, out in fields, in cellars, any place I find that excites me. I dream a lot. I do more painting when I'm not painting. It's in the subconscious. I begin to see an emotion building up in my mind before I ever put it down on the panel. Sometimes when there is great tension, or lots taking place, I may get an idea...
...arthritic by the wind. Figures in a Wyeth landscape -- except for the yardarm, with flourishing skull and crossbones, that towers wickedly behind the house. In a moment the artist is off on another ramble, toward a new attic or field or relationship or controversy. More than likely, he will wander back to Betsy. She calls Wyeth "you old pirate"; he must know she is the anchor...
...cool artsy line-and-shadow shot after another flashes on the screen. Wheatfields stretch into the distance, crooked fences reflect sunlit weeds, the world becomes one large poetic image as French director Agnes Varda transforms one girl's story into a supposedly universal metaphor; life is an aimless wander, meeting people and passing through places until you die. And, believe it or not, the film's beautiful cinematography and Saundrine Bonnaire's quiet naturalness as the girl actually make this work...