Private collections fill museums but collecting arts and letters poses unique problems.
As the Oronsay Boat sets sail into the dark ocean in the opening pages of “The Cat’s Table,” so too does author Michael Ondaatje embark into a drifting narrative sea of memory and imagination.
“Barley Patch,” a new novel by Gerald Murnane, takes the landscape of the mind, with its fragmentary images and memories tightly woven, as its setting.
Old Man Pericles, the wisest character in Horacio Castellanos Moya’s latest novel “Tyrant Memory,” has a cigar in one hand, a glass of whiskey in the other
It is the absurdity of Brand’s actions, Mirren’s wry humor, and a sparkling set of supporting performances that enable “Arthur” to coalesce into a delightful comedy—even if it entirely lacks substantive moral value.
Eno’s musical legacy is both innovative and extensive, and his latest creation “Small Craft On a Milk Sea” signals anything but a stem to this creative flow.
Despite Harvard's proximity to Boston’s lesbian, gay, bisexual and transgender artistic community, its own queer art scene falls behind in productivity and publicity.
Encapsulating the rise of the 1950s “Beat” counter culture, "Howl" entwines a number of threads, including aesthetically-astounding animations; recreations of the events of Ginsberg’s life; and a dramatically-imagined depiction of the obscenity trial in 1957.
Daniel Choi, a gay rights activist challenging the U.S. Army’s policy of “Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell,” spoke at the Institute ...
“ODDSAC,” the new visual album by psychedelic pop band Animal Collective, is enough to make you feel as if your head has been transported from your body.
“My inspiration has always come from my teachers,” says Justin T. Keenan ’10. Keenan
Packed into a darkened room in John Harvard’s Brewery sat two opposing households: the Montagues and the Capulets. Their ancient ...
The documentary is a high-speed chase through the moon-lit streets of Los Angeles, guided by the amateur camerawork of the eccentric frenchman, Thierry Guetta.
He is no hip hop artist. His lyrics don't scream “I be posted with my blunt and a brew my dude.” Instead, above the sentimentalized strumming of his guitar, he murmurs softly, “Maybe life is a song but you're scared to song along, until the very ending.” Patrick Park, due to infuse our red-brick yard with folk-rock spirit, will be the third act taking the stage in the Tercentenary Theatre this Sunday.