Shadow Of A Cube,
2014
Butler University
Geometry Of The Greek,
2014
Butler University
Saturday Night Date,
2014
Butler University
Saturday Night Date, Mary Chappell
Manuscripts
She adjusted her hat and stuck in the pin which held it securely to the back of her head. He would arrive any minute now, and, she thought philosophically, whatever else she was, she was punctual. She admired herself in the mirror - a nicely proportioned figure in her little suit, good legs, and dark red hair that hung loosely beneath her black hat. Under her short veil her face was peach-colored and smiling. She whirled about playfully in front of the mirror. No wonder he was proud of her! It amused her to see him try not to smile …
D.M. Greer, Sportsman,
2014
Butler University
D.M. Greer, Sportsman, Lucy Kaufman
Manuscripts
David McCawley Greer extended a tanned and exquisitely proportioned hand to the gleaming silver cigarette box and withdrew a cigarette with the casual facility for which he was so admired. Then to complete this remarkably adroit gesture he smiled a particularly disarming smile, with only the barest trace of a sneer in it, at Mrs. Celia Haven Morsell, who after countless endeavors had at last succeeded in engaging David in conversation and whom he intensely despised. The fortunate dowager, ecstatic at being so favored by such an enviable and esteemed young man, reciprocated with an expression which might also have …
Yearning,
2014
Butler University
Concerning Mr. Mundy,
2014
Butler University
Concerning Mr. Mundy, Janet Jarrett
Manuscripts
Mr. Mundy lived on Seventh street. Seventh street lay between Sixth street and Eighth street which was the only way Mr. Mundy could tell that it was his street. Otherwise the three streets were exactly alike; they had the same houses and the same trees and the same square green lawns. There was no way you could tell them apart except that Seventh street lay between Sixth and Eighth.
To The Margin,
2014
Butler University
To The Margin, Joy Higdon
Manuscripts
The castle was a huge gray mass of stone, high on the hill. Once it had been the splendor and austerity of Tintagel, castle of King Arthur. Now, a bleak gray ruin, the splendor and awe-inspiring quality persisted.
The Chord,
2014
Butler University
The Chord, Joan Fuller
Manuscripts
The train moved into the reflection of the dawn. Paul opened his eyes and looked out at the grey-black silhouettes of telephone poles stalking by, and the slowly rounding land. For a moment in the dawn, they looked like half-remembered poles and fields moving in a dream. But then he was awake and knew he was awake and California was ahead.
Front Matter,
2014
Butler University
[Re]Connect: Postmodern Documentary Photography Symposium And Traveling Exhibition,
2014
Purdue University
[Re]Connect: Postmodern Documentary Photography Symposium And Traveling Exhibition, Min Kim Park, Oh Soon-Hwa
The Patti and Rusty Rueff Galleries Presentations and Exhibitions
The Postmodern Documentary Photography Exhibition features selected works from leading artists in the field of contemporary documentary photography. Their research focuses on finding new ways to portray 'truth' through photography, exploring new subject matter in unique locations, confronting societal expectations and social norms, and discovering new ways of enhancing documentary photography in the digital age. Min Kim Park, director of Postmodern Documentary Photography Exhibition, discusses conceptual aspects of show and symposium. Shown is the reception at Purdue University with comments by the artists on their work, including: Julia Cybularz, Oh Soon-Hwa, Joe Johnson, Nate Larson and Marni Shindelman, Dong Jun …
Volume 10, Issue 4: Full Issue,
2014
Butler University
Excerpts,
2014
Butler University
Things I Am Curious To Learn,
2014
Butler University
Things I Am Curious To Learn, Marylouise Miles
Manuscripts
Like every other child I started out with a burning curiosity. At five that unextinguishable fire was a horrible thing. Horrible, that is, to those coming within hearing distance. "Why" was the only word in my vocabulary, and every moment made me more masterful in its use. Why do ants build their houses like that? Why is grass green instead of some other color? Why are you dusting, Mama? Why do I have to wear my coat today? Why? Why? Why? Of course those sentences, are exasperating; so was I.
Just For Fun,
2014
Butler University
Just For Fun, Tom Stump
Manuscripts
The first book that I remember having read for myself was A. A. Milne's Winnie the Pooh. I read and re-read this book many times, as well as its twin, House at Pooh Corner. Whenever I grew tired of reading one of these books, I would skim through the pages and look at the winsome little pictures of Pooh, or Ear, the donkey, or Kanga, the kangaroo. Although as I grew up I soon considered myself above such juvenile literature, I was amazed not very long to find that I still enjoyed reading about the exploits of Pooh, the amiable …
The Ohio,
2014
Butler University
At The Concert,
2014
Butler University
How To Become A Meistro In Two Easy Lessons,
2014
Butler University
How To Become A Meistro In Two Easy Lessons, Elmer Eisenbarth
Manuscripts
Civilization has given the human race many disgusting things, but none of them can even come close to the abhorrent practice of haircutting. Haircuts, as they appear today, constitute one of the greatest setbacks to the advance of man. They make man appear, to an outsider, inferior to the dumb animals. Whoever heard of an animal voluntarily getting a haircut'? The injury that is done by haircuts to the bankroll, time, and comfort of man, is incomprehensible.
Kaleidoscope,
2014
Butler University
They Go To Your Head,
2014
Butler University
They Go To Your Head, Mary Johnson
Manuscripts
The nearest to perfect happiness a woman ever gets is when she is shopping. Not the ordinary "every-day" kind of shopping for celery, onions, potato chips, salt or white thread (No. 60), but the intriguing, glamorous type of shopping for wearing apparel. This applies to all kinds of clothes; dresses, coats, suits, sweaters, shirts, shoes, purses, and gloves. Hats, however, are another story. They belong in a class by themselves. A woman's true character is often displayed when shopping for a new chapeau.
My Favorite Spot,
2014
Butler University
My Favorite Spot, Sam Stark
Manuscripts
My favorite spot is in the Marion Railway car shops. This may seem strange to anybody else, but that is what I like. I like to stand in the door-way of the shops and watch the bright orange cars move about the yard. The sound of the wheels rolling over low joints is music to my ears.
