Word: bohemian
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...Esplanade Avenue. The Pontellier home is thought to have been modeled on the Claiborne Mansion, now an expensive bed-and-breakfast, in the adjacent Faubourg Marigny neighborhood. When Edna left her husband and moved around the corner in pursuit of freedom, her new home was probably in the bohemian section...
...quiet when he started whimpering a sad story about walking in on his mother with a gun in his hand. He then hilariously broke the silence with "Mama, just killed a man/Put a gun against his head/Pulled my trigger now he's dead," the opening lyrics of Queen's "Bohemian Rhapsody." A testament to Walker's odd charisma: he immediately entertained even the cold and inattentive audience in the Paradise that night...
Suddenly Jo's life is disrupted when Eli Mayhew, an acquaintance from her youthful bohemian days, moves into her town. Together they reminisce about their life in a communal home during the 60s, which had ended abruptly with the tragic murder of one of the house's most beloved roommates. The attraction between Eli and Jo bring forth the issues of betrayal, lust and forgiveness. Add to these themes a couple of shocking revelations and a tear-jerking mother-daughter bonding scene, and While I Was Gone reaches its melodramatic saturation point...
...those wary of stark severity, fear not--the exhibit includes a quintet of colored prints. Though they hold little geometric innovation; Shellburne Shellburne Thurber's trio of photographs seems Bohemian next to the sophisticated simplicity of Morell's and Casebere's works, by virtue of color alone. Thurber depicts three rooms from his deceased Aunt Anna's house which are in interior decorator's nightmare. More aesthetically pleasing than these purple-and-yellow bookshelves and orange curtains are the strong diagonals delineated by Stephane Couturier's gargantuan Paris construction photos, which flank the entrance to the gallery...
...night. The rising temperatures were inescapable in the crowded second floor room as the garrulous, energized concertgoers and electrified bands filled the evening with intoxicating ambience. And the closed windows didn't help much. As far as student culture is concerned, the confluence of the artsy upper tier and bohemian dredges made the room feel conspicuously distant from the normal Harvard middle ground. Although there were a few stragglers, they were quickly consumed or expelled...