James Maxwell Anderson (December 15, 1888 – February 28, 1959) was an American playwright, author, poet, journalist, and lyricist. (wikipedia)
If Net art is in the embryonic stage, it's all the more fascinating.
How could we not? ... The Whitney for 70 years has followed the instincts of American artists.
From the point of view of the playwright, then, the essence of a tragedy, or even of a serious play, is the spiritual awakening, or regeneration, of his hero.
The ground is shifting radically under the pressure of newly documented claims. While there may not be a single clear solution for every claim, institutions will need to be forthright in explaining future acquisitions.
This liberty will look easy by and by when nobody dies to get it
After two years of working as a consultant, I'm excited about having the chance to once again be involved with an art collection and with a professional staff and with the general public. I missed having connections with art, ideas and people.
He spent hours and hours sifting through different sites.
He was a god, such as men might be, if men were gods.
It's a great time to be an artist, ... because a lot of the sacred cows are no longer in evidence.
The essence of a tragedy, or even of a serious play, is the spiritual awakening, or regeneration, of the hero.
