Word: bricked
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...cold impersonality of Mather the Gallery. Walking into the dining hall proper is like walking into a ski lodge, the warm room beckoning after a day out on the slopes. Sunlight-like light radiates from sunburst-shaped light fixtures. The vastness of empty walls is interrupted by stretches of brick (a comfy building material) and pictures of random groups of house residents (found on walls throughout Mather). These contribute to the friendly atmosphere of the house while covering its empty canvas...
...there is a rectangular central eating area that is flanked on both sides by more intimate commensal spaces. Rather than resolutely delineating spatial boundaries using flanks of columns as Quincy does, Mather separates the private side spaces from the main area with boundaries that are themselves dining spaces (alternating brick walls and tables), seamlessly moving from one dining space to another without the visual interruption of columns. On one side, this boundary separates the central area from the "real world" of Cambridge and the Charles, thus again seamlessly integrating town and gown as Quincy does...
...course, inescapably surrounded by reminders that we are students at the oldest university in the United States, whether we are criss-crossing the Yard or relaxing in the courtyards of the many red-brick Houses...
...building is brick and stone, sprawling in all directions, additions stapled on here, an annex there, accidental courtyards created in between as the building grew to accommodate 1,300-plus kids and their growing appetites. Just two years ago, if you plugged in a computer, it might have blown out a circuit. The school has been rewired since then. Chief custodian Frank Schaffer is already inspecting the premises, moving back the picnic tables that the skateboarders clear out every weekend. He knows every inch of the place, from the mile of utility tunnels in the basement to the old attic...
Picture yourself. It's a clear afternoon in September, and you're standing on a brick patio behind the Loeb Drama Center at the kick-off barbecue of the fall drama season. On a day like today, you could really believe. And you want to believe, you really do, that these people want you. That there is a place for you and your tight-curled hair or your Asian eyes in Harvard theater. You start to believe...