Word: bohemianized
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...parents went to college, and both emphasized the value of books and of experiences. Mayman describes her father, who died when she was 10 years old, as a "book-oriented, dashing Brazilian who wore white linen suits and silk shirts and who played polo." Her mother is "bohemian in a funny way," and has taught fencing and ballet. "My parents met while they were horseback riding, and were engaged in a week," Mayman said...
...most Johns Hopkins' homecomings, the old grads gather in the Lacrosse Hall of Fame, which is attached to the fieldhouse, guzzle National Bohemian beer and reminisce about the glory years, like 1932 when the Blue Jays won the Olympic lacrosse title in Los Angeles before a throng of 80,000. The beer was flowing as usual this year, but the talk was about Junior Jack Thomas, an All-America who is considered the school's most explosive scorer since Assistant Coach Joe Cowan starred for the old blue and black in the late 1960s...
However, the CPVA itself was very much opposed to the idea of the Harvard student as a bohemian artist creating freely in the studio. They felt something had to be taught. And they agreed with the Brown report that it should teach design principles...
Carpenter Center has certainly never claimed to be an art school that teaches technique to the bohemian artist. For Carpenter Center, as the exhibition makes so very clear, has succeeded in making art academic for the academic Harvard student. As an Economics professor might assign a paper topic, so the VES professor will give his students a particular, theoretical problem of design and ask them to solve it using very simple visual techniques. And as the courses are repeated year after year, the problems themselves become perennial...
...accomplishing. Dwight C. Barnaby's first chapter from a forthcoming novel (Durftenfaust) is too short to demonstrate more than a snatch of potential, but Alice Van Buren's "Twelve O'clock" (another first chapter) does more. It begins the memoirs of a self-pitying, broken-down, and impotent young Bohemian painter who's retreated so far from the world that he has absolutely no one to talk to-an unlikeable schlemihl, except for his occasional self-denigrating humor. The problem Van Buren gives him is a variation on a dusty science fiction device-he finds he can stop time...