Word: photographs
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...comes across greatness where it is least expected; this time its true in terms of both location and content. Through the courtyard and tucked in the back of the Fogg museum is the Strauss Gallery, which is currently featuring “A New Kind of Historical Evidence: Photographs from the Carpenter Center Collection,” showcasing a collection in three parts of photographs amassed and until now collecting dust like most of the university’s gathering in a Harvard depository. Hidden from tourists and casual museum-goers only interested in the celebrity of Van Gogh?...
...sepia-tinted prairie photograph recalls turn-of-the-century daguerreotypes, and its focus—a laundry line—is a similarly archaic piece of technology. The liner notes reveal that Young’s atavistic tendencies extend to the studio: “Prairie” was recorded and mixed on analog equipment...
...wonder. The solar system most of us studied in school was a deceptively simple place. There were the sun, a few asteroids and comets and, as of 1930, when Clyde Tombaugh spotted Pluto on a telescopic photograph, nine planets. Memorizing those nine names has long been a childhood rite of passage, up there with learning to tie your shoes. Yes, Pluto was always an oddball: not only is it tiny (two-thirds the size of our moon), but it has a weird, elongated orbit that is tilted at a sharp angle to the plane the other planets inhabit. Still...
...inclined Gross in place of Summers, Fortes said, “I think it very well may.” Even if the switch of narrators leads to a better performance, though, the change of plans occurred after the orchestra had printed season brochures that featured Summers’ photograph. And it came after Harvard Magazine had sent its September-October issue to alumni highlighting Summers’ slated appearance with HRO in the magazine’s “Extracurriculars” section. The president of the orchestra, James F. Collins ’07, said yesterday that...
...over by a swarm of “I Love Boston”-sweatshirt-wearing, stupidly-grinning visitors from Podunk who take over an entire sidewalk. I’ve had it with the guy setting up a 15-foot-wide tripod in the middle of a gate to photograph the Science Center. And the Barker Center. And Memorial Hall. And Widener. When I’m asked, repeatedly, by a balding, elderly gentleman and his wife whether I’m happy (they had read in a magazine that Harvard students are not happy) and whether my IQ happens...