Wednesday, June 30, 2010

Symbols - Daytime, Salvation Army Shield, Liquor Store Bottle, Neon Signs above Storefronts, South Station, Two Parked Cars, Store Signs along Sidewalk

the symbols of pure freedom...drink or pray--or do both

Symbols - Daytime, Salvation Army Shield, Liquor Store Bottle, Neon Signs above Storefronts, South Station, Two Parked Cars, Store Signs along Sidewalk
Title
Symbols - Daytime, Salvation Army Shield, Liquor Store Bottle, Neon Signs above Storefronts, South Station, Two Parked Cars, Store Signs along Sidewalk

Contributors
researcher: Gyorgy Kepes (American, 1906-2001)
researcher: Kevin Lynch (American, 1918-1984)
photographer: Nishan Bichajian (American, 20th century)

Date
creation date: between 1954-1959

Location
Creation location: Boston (Massachusetts, United States)
Repository: Rotch Visual Collections, Massachusetts Institute of Technology (Cambridge, Massachusetts, United States)
ID: Kepes/Lynch Collection, 72.85

Period
Modern

Materials
gelatin silver prints

Techniques
documentary photography

Type
Photograph

Copyright
(c)Nishan Bichajian, Courtsey of Kepes/Lynch Collection, Rotch Visual Collections, MIT

Usage_Statement
All rights reserved by copyright owner
consult Rotch Visual Collections: libraries.mit.edu/rvc/index.html

Identifier
KL_001850

DSpace_Handle
hdl.handle.net/1721.3/35473

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