Praxiteles, for one

Usage examples of sculptor.

It is not possible that an artist working in the years 1580-1585 should present to us traces of the archaism which even the most advanced sculptors of half a century earlier had not wholly lost.

He gazes balefully at the mess, waving his hands in vague curves like a sculptor seeing a shape in a rough block of marble.

I had assumed too hastily that this chapel was done just after the 1590 edition of Caccia had been published, and just before Tabachetti left for Crea in 1590 or 1591, whereas it now appears that it was done about 1610, during a short visit paid by the sculptor to Varallo some twenty years after he had left it.

From Dunedin the Alert and her noisome crew had darted eagerly forth as if imperiously summoned, and on the other side of the earth poets and artists had begun to dream of a strange, dank Cyclopean city whilst a young sculptor had moulded in his sleep the form of the dreaded Cthulhu.

His sorrow was understandable, considering that Warrendale had personally located Drock, and sent the police to the studio to aid the sculptor.

Those ducks of late had been all definitely painters, etchers, or sculptors, so that her impatience with the Forsytes and their hopelessly inartistic outlook had become intense.

His dark brown hair, in those hyacinthine curls which Grecian poets have celebrated, and which Grecian sculptors have immortalised, clustered over his brow, which, however, they only partially concealed.

Library at Laon, asserts that we owe the knots and interlacements to the influence of the painters, sculptors, and mosaicists of Rome.

And now, to play havoc with the ballad of Sir Patrick Spens, where shall I find a skeely sculptor to model this head of mine?

The skyscape, as if under the hand of a dissatisfied sculptor, kept re-creating its cauliflower fields, snowy mountains, foamy forests, and lakes of mist.

Some shrouded in their long and golden hair, As if not dead, but slumbering quietly Like forms which sculptors carve, then love to agony.

John Thomas Steadman -- a craftsman, idealist, sculptor and, like so many others before him, humble plagiarist -- and his new wife, Gloria, the daughter of a Giggleswick mayor and Plombier Provocateur, Gordon Twing, and his wife, Doreen.

Then he is like the uncarved block before the sculptor shapes him, and in so doing spoils the block.

The same sculptor, who unweariedly refines day after day to put in marble the image which haunts him, forms no such image of a woman whom he seeks unceasingly, or, if he does, he descends on one of the first twenty he meets and thinks he adores her.

He babbled on, quite entertainingly, about Veit Stoss and Tilman Riemenschneider and other German sculptors.