And the show at Invisible-Exports expands rather than merely illustrates the novel by pushing the bird imagery hard: in Nicholas di Genova's ballpoint-pen drawing of freakish winged creatures; in Karen Heagle's fantastic painting of vultures picking over fruit; and in Dana Levy's ghostly video of live doves flocking and fluttering in a museum gallery filled with stuffed bird specimens.
Mr. Balter's "Strohbass" pairs Mr. Muncy on baritone saxophone with Claire Chase on bass flute, both purring, popping and fluttering in an eerie pas de deux.
The grave was a patch of dark earth and green grass, surrounded by the graves of veterans of earlier wars; little Memorial Day flags were planted in each of them and fluttered in the breeze of a beautiful Midwestern spring morning.
Zherdev scored when his shot from the right wing nicked the stick of a Canadien and fluttered in over Price's shoulder.
The hair bounced and fluttered in the simulated breeze, and the manes flopped realistically.
He was surfing the Internet on his Apple Titanium PowerBook one day last week and a leaf fluttered in a light breeze and landed on his keyboard.
Carlsen's eyelids fluttered in a trance of concentration.
At the end of the hall, a gauzy curtain fluttered in a doorway.
Every time Woods flashed a smile, multiple cameras fluttered in a rat-tat-tat-tat-tat.
Arriving at the camp early in the morning of the first day dressed in a freshly ironed plaid sports shirt and a cowboy hat, against the sun, Colonel White met informally with two AID officials and, looking out at the newly constructed red-and-white canopies fluttering in a fresh breeze under a flawless blue sky, exclaimed, "This is wonderful!
