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Friday, December 17, 2010

Impulsivity Traveler: museums of small University of Cambridge, mass., competing major galleries in Boston (Washington Post)

A dog in three dimensions POPs to me wall so realistic that I expect to start barking at any time. Behind me, my mother is my girl of 16 months, Chloe, who is a wall and onto the air in front of it. I have to pass on their side and realize it attempts to capture a hologram is zoom it like a comet red stripes. Vaguely I wonder if the holograms could be bad for the spirit of a baby.

I assumes that if there is anyone who knows the answer to this question, they would be here at the MIT Museum, which displays the Massachusetts Institute of Technology research in areas such as Robotics and holography.

We have an excursion to discover the museums of the University of Cambridge, a journey inspired by the desire of my grandmother to review a Museum at Harvard University where she saw flowers glass when she was in high school in the 1950s. Search this site online, I discovered that Cambridge has a multitude of museums and explore appeared them to be a good pastime for a chilly weekend in New England.

We start at the MIT Museum, skimming to the exhibition "sampling MIT" current research, which is fascinating to some people, including 7 years apparently stunned by a map showing the impact of malaria worldwide, but a little dry for my taste. I'm more interested in the robotic floor exhibit featuring artificial intelligence works at the University.

Some robots look like nothing more than boxes of circuits and wires. As the gigantic Minsky arm, several joints 1968 with tubes and wires that spans the length thereof as electronic veins, others resemble humans in a certain way. But the most famous robot exhibition is Kismet, which has a face that can show emotions and research raises human feelings, too. Febrile Kismet, as vague Chloe to prove point scientists.

We make a short detour to discover model ships at Hart Nautical Gallery of MIT before at the Peabody Museum of archaeology and Ethnology of Harvard. Founded in 1866, he is one of the oldest anthropological museums of the world and is home to thousands of artifacts of indigenous peoples around the world, with galleries dedicated to native American, Latin America and the Pacific Islands.

Large poster intimately feathers and beaded Lakota headgear, towering totems, Northwest and a delicate Kachina dolls collection gallery. But the most interesting elements for me are those that are not there, those who hung where now hang sign read: "Objects in this case have been removed from the protection of native American graves and repatriation Act." Although the Museum was apparently a good relationship with tribes - a of current exhibitions examines "The disputed West" through the eyes of the Lakota people and co-curated by artist Lakota Butch ThunderHawk - there is a fascinating and the comfortable balancing act between learning from these elements and just ask how they were obtained.

The entire museum gives me a kind of Indiana Jones strange and exciting feeling, the Gallery of the Pacific Islands. Couinent wooden floors, and dim lights illuminate glass case lines containing items such as an ornamental nose pig-defences of New Guinea and supernatural puppets - in search of java. Yellow card display of artifacts from the exotic lands, it is easy to imagine the adventurers of the turn of the century back to Harvard to catalogue their treasures.

The next day, I visited the Museum Sackler of Mr. Arthur, which houses the renowned three Harvard art museum pieces. (The other two – the Fogg and Busch-Reisinger - are closed for renovation until 2013). Objects in the Museum are exquisite and include former Islamic texts, sculptures and works of Van Gogh and Gauguin, Renoir, Monet hang in a beautiful Gallery of classic novel.

Harvard also has a collection of modern art a huge I am afraid is lost on me. Laying down a huge Jackson Pollock painting, I remember Chloe reaction for robot Kismet. I guess that I need too, faces or recognizable to appreciate art forms.

The next morning, Museum of natural history of Harvard is swarming with children, press their face against the case of meteorites and minerals - more than 5 000 specimens from around in the world, sparkling like gigantic blue bright, shiny black, electric yellow rock candies and other imaginable colours. There is Gallery after the animal world, jewel-like and butterflies and huge nightmare crickets beetles autour taxidermied Gallery. Fossils and skeletons are staggering, especially famous for the Harvard; Mastodon kronosaurus marine reptiles 42 feet in length; and a huge whale skeleton with a curtain of black baleen hanging from his jaw.

But the highlight is certainly glass flowers and I watch lips my grandmother a little form "OOH" as it enters in the gallery. "They are really beautiful that I remember," she breathes. And they are nothing like I imagined. When I heard the words 'glass flowers' for the first time, I thought they would be big, bright and stylized. Instead of this, they resemble real flowers perfect in every tiny detail. How can it be manufactured of glass?

There is little fuzzy goldenrod flowers, wild flowers with thin clumps of roots, Mexican cosmos grêles stem. Thousands of models are made from 1887 by a team of father and son of glass artisans who work on the actual specimens from around the world. "Oh, my God, MOM, look,", exclaims a little boy, and online after row in the Gallery, children - and adult - Netoperator_wibby and allegation in disbelief that these blooms are artificial, not collected on the ground.

Museums of Harvard and MIT are overshadowed by two enormous Boston institutions that provide science and art on a large scale: the Museum of fine art, which has recently opened a new wing, and the Museum of science. But the small university museums, I visited are also fascinating and very detailed. You could spend a whole weekend here and never set foot in Boston. And believe me, you won't miss a thing.

Pecci is a freelance writer in Plaistow, NH

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