It was my first bizarre contact with the strange, pragmatic, colorful and convoluted life of Sihanouk, who had been crowned King of Cambodia at the age of 18 in 1941, then abdicated to become a prince in 1955, only to be named king once again in 1993 (he would abdicate one more time, in 2004, although he then took the title "king-father," a sort of crowned head emeritus).
The Toronto-themed Views follows last year's hit mixtape with more Auto-Tuned post-mortems on Drake's convoluted love life, balanced out by slightly more routine hip-hop swagger.
Arguably, it is best as it sketches in the details of the painter's convoluted love life: his wife, Saskia (who died in 1642), and lovers Geertje Dircx and Hendrickje Stoffels, both of whom contributed to long-term problems for the artist.
Following days of detailed reports about Johnson's convoluted personal life after he and his wife of 25 years, Marina Wheeler, announced they were divorcing, the weekend's news cycle was dominated by his renewed criticism of May's Chequers plan.
Hundreds of works up to ten-feet wide, from watercolors to mixed media collages, bringing Darger's convoluted tales to life in obsessive detail.
In the convoluted way that life is so much more fascinating than fiction, that road trip is now the basis of a fiction feature, The End of the Tour, with a script by playwright Donald Margulies, who noted when he was offered the possibility of crafting this material for a stage play, that this really had a broader backdrop, the American heartland.
It would, though, be better to compare GP to the rotational relaxation time as suggested by Dr. Duportail since GP and anisotropy are mutually convoluted with excited-state life time.
The phenotype arises late in development: terminal branches bud and form lumens normally early in development, but during larval life lumens become convoluted and mature branches degenerate.
Mr. Rauch's subject may be the discombobulation of modern life, but his convoluted scenes need to make more sense or emit more heat, whether formal or emotional.
"Waging Heavy Peace" is a convoluted road map to that life, drawn on cocktail napkins and pinned up with refrigerator magnets — part free-form blog, part liner notes to some future hundred-disc anthology and part loopy travelogue through one aging hippie's expansive backyard.
When she discovers the Fae community, Bo not only begins to get a few clues about her own mysterious past, she discovers that sleeping with Fae folk won't kill them, and her love life becomes pleasingly convoluted.
