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Boys with All Shades of Skin Color, Whose Parents are Mixed with Dutch People, but Who All Were Born on the Molukken Island, the Former Dutch Colonies and Live Now in a Repatriate Camp in Friesland, Holland
Boys with All Shades of Skin Color, Whose Parents are Mixed with Dutch People, but Who All Were Born on the Molukken Island, the Former Dutch Colonies and Live Now in a Repatriate Camp in Friesland, Holland

Boys with All Shades of Skin Color, Whose Parents are Mixed with Dutch People, but Who All Were Born on the Molukken Island, the Former Dutch Colonies and Live Now in a Repatriate Camp in Friesland, Holland

Artist (American, 1929 – 2006)
Date1960
Period20th century
MediumGelatin silver print
Dimensions8 x 10 inches
Credit LineGift of Dr. and Mrs. Stephen Nicholas
Object number2016.221
Curatorial DepartmentModern & Contemporary Art
In a Camp for the Amboneze, the People from the Molukken Islands, Former Dutch Colonies. This Camp Holds about 100 Families, Placed in the Woods in Friesland, Holland
In a Camp for the Amboneze, the People from the Molukken Islands, Former Dutch Colonies. This Camp Holds about 100 Families, Placed in the Woods in Friesland, Holland
Leonard Freed
1960
Object number: 2016.220
Image Not Available for 59. Clatsop County, Oregon. To be denied the original forest that stood here is to be orphaned, as children whose parents died in a war. In this situation we can never take comfort from the whole shape of the natural lives that bore us. John Szarkowski has written about how Eugene Atget’s photographs of old trees in France “describe the particular ways that trees articulate their forms, effloresce, bear fruit, grip the earth, claim space and light, and fail.” That testimony of completeness is destroyed by clearcutting, and with it an encouragement to wisdom and peace. From Turning Back, A Photographic Journal of Re-exploration
59. Clatsop County, Oregon. To be denied the original forest that stood here is to be orphaned, as children whose parents died in a war. In this situation we can never take comfort from the whole shape of the natural lives that bore us. John Szarkowski has written about how Eugene Atget’s photographs of old trees in France “describe the particular ways that trees articulate their forms, effloresce, bear fruit, grip the earth, claim space and light, and fail.” That testimony of completeness is destroyed by clearcutting, and with it an encouragement to wisdom and peace. From Turning Back, A Photographic Journal of Re-exploration
Robert Adams
1999–2003
Object number: 2006.026.059
60. Clatsop County, Oregon. To be denied the original forest that stood here is to be orphaned, as children whose parents died in a war. In this situation we can never take comfort from the whole shape of the natural lives that bore us. John Szarkowski has written about how Eugene Atget’s photographs of old trees in France “describe the particular ways that trees articulate their forms, effloresce, bear fruit, grip the earth, claim space and light, and fail.” That testimony of completeness is destroyed by clearcutting, and with it an encouragement to wisdom and peace. From Turning Back, A Photographic Journal of Re-exploration
60. Clatsop County, Oregon. To be denied the original forest that stood here is to be orphaned, as children whose parents died in a war. In this situation we can never take comfort from the whole shape of the natural lives that bore us. John Szarkowski has written about how Eugene Atget’s photographs of old trees in France “describe the particular ways that trees articulate their forms, effloresce, bear fruit, grip the earth, claim space and light, and fail.” That testimony of completeness is destroyed by clearcutting, and with it an encouragement to wisdom and peace. From Turning Back, A Photographic Journal of Re-exploration
Robert Adams
1999–2003
Object number: 2006.026.060
103. Saddle Mountain (3,257 feet) as seen from the side of Humbug Mountain (2,452 feet), Clatsop County, Oregon. Saddle Mountain is the highest point in the Coastal Range in northwestern Oregon. The sorrow one feels here today is not new. Sam Churchill (1911–1991), a well-known newspaperman who was raised in a logging camp near Saddle Mountain, remembered experiencing it as a young child walking with his mother: “I knew that already donkey engines of the Saddle Mountain Logging Company were gnawing at the vast belt of timber almost at the mountain’s foot. A great panic and sadness suddenly welled up within me. I clutched at on of Mother’s blackberry-picking hands. ‘I don’t want all the trees to be gone,’ I sobbed in boyish agony. There, in the sullen loneliness of a logged-off ridge top, and surrounded by blackberry vines and with Saddle
103. Saddle Mountain (3,257 feet) as seen from the side of Humbug Mountain (2,452 feet), Clatsop County, Oregon. Saddle Mountain is the highest point in the Coastal Range in northwestern Oregon. The sorrow one feels here today is not new. Sam Churchill (1911–1991), a well-known newspaperman who was raised in a logging camp near Saddle Mountain, remembered experiencing it as a young child walking with his mother: “I knew that already donkey engines of the Saddle Mountain Logging Company were gnawing at the vast belt of timber almost at the mountain’s foot. A great panic and sadness suddenly welled up within me. I clutched at on of Mother’s blackberry-picking hands. ‘I don’t want all the trees to be gone,’ I sobbed in boyish agony. There, in the sullen loneliness of a logged-off ridge top, and surrounded by blackberry vines and with Saddle
Robert Adams
1999–2003
Object number: 2006.026.103
104. Saddle Mountain (3,257 feet) as seen from the side of Humbug Mountain (2,452 feet), Clatsop County, Oregon. Saddle Mountain is the highest point in the Coastal Range in northwestern Oregon. The sorrow one feels here today is not new. Sam Churchill (1911–1991), a well-known newspaperman who was raised in a logging camp near Saddle Mountain, remembered experiencing it as a young child walking with his mother: “I knew that already donkey engines of the Saddle Mountain Logging Company were gnawing at the vast belt of timber almost at the mountain’s foot. A great panic and sadness suddenly welled up within me. I clutched at on of Mother’s blackberry-picking hands. ‘I don’t want all the trees to be gone,’ I sobbed in boyish agony. There, in the sullen loneliness of a logged-off ridge top, and surrounded by blackberry vines and with Saddle
104. Saddle Mountain (3,257 feet) as seen from the side of Humbug Mountain (2,452 feet), Clatsop County, Oregon. Saddle Mountain is the highest point in the Coastal Range in northwestern Oregon. The sorrow one feels here today is not new. Sam Churchill (1911–1991), a well-known newspaperman who was raised in a logging camp near Saddle Mountain, remembered experiencing it as a young child walking with his mother: “I knew that already donkey engines of the Saddle Mountain Logging Company were gnawing at the vast belt of timber almost at the mountain’s foot. A great panic and sadness suddenly welled up within me. I clutched at on of Mother’s blackberry-picking hands. ‘I don’t want all the trees to be gone,’ I sobbed in boyish agony. There, in the sullen loneliness of a logged-off ridge top, and surrounded by blackberry vines and with Saddle
Robert Adams
1999–2003
Object number: 2006.026.104
93. Curry County, Oregon. . . . the poor joiner, working at his wood, Knew not the tree from which the planks were taken, Knew not the glade from which the trunk was brought, Knew not the soil in which the roots were fast, Nor by what centuries of gales the boughs were shaken, But holds them all beneath his hands at last V. Sackville-West How much more difficult it is to imagine the origin of a sheet of chip board. As John Hay has written, we are “destroyers who are incapable of identifying our victims.”From Turning Back, A Photographic Journal of Re-exploration
93. Curry County, Oregon. . . . the poor joiner, working at his wood, Knew not the tree from which the planks were taken, Knew not the glade from which the trunk was brought, Knew not the soil in which the roots were fast, Nor by what centuries of gales the boughs were shaken, But holds them all beneath his hands at last V. Sackville-West How much more difficult it is to imagine the origin of a sheet of chip board. As John Hay has written, we are “destroyers who are incapable of identifying our victims.”From Turning Back, A Photographic Journal of Re-exploration
Robert Adams
1999–2003
Object number: 2006.026.093
Integration Second grade at Glenn school, Nashville, Tennessee. This was one of the first schools to put through integration. While at first there was some violence, desegregation was quickly accepted by both parents and pupils. The children now both play and study together and have forgotten the days when this was considered impossible.
Integration
Second grade at Glenn school, Nashville, Tennessee. This was one of the first schools to put through integration. While at first there was some violence, desegregation was quickly accepted by both parents and pupils. The children now both play and study together and have forgotten the days when this was considered impossible.
Henri Cartier-Bresson
c. 1960
Object number: 2017.090
A Hundred Shades of Ink of Edo: Yoshitoshi’s Ghost
A Hundred Shades of Ink of Edo: Yoshitoshi’s Ghost
Paul Binnie
2004
Object number: 2016.010
The Mississippi Freedom Democratic party was created in 1964 as an alternative to the regular state parties, from which blacks were excluded. Eighty thousand people joined. Here people vote in Mississippi, most for the first time in their lives from the series Memories of the Southern Civil Rights Movement
The Mississippi Freedom Democratic party was created in 1964 as an alternative to the regular state parties, from which blacks were excluded. Eighty thousand people joined. Here people vote in Mississippi, most for the first time in their lives from the series Memories of the Southern Civil Rights Movement
Danny Lyon
1964, printed later
Object number: 2015.147
Image Not Available for to parents one had to hurt (from The Rilke Suite)
to parents one had to hurt (from The Rilke Suite)
Ben Shahn
1968
Object number: 1991.004.11
Little boy riding on parent’s back, Papua New Guinea
Little boy riding on parent’s back, Papua New Guinea
Leonard Freed
1993
Object number: 2016.228
Précaution indispensable que prennent les Parisiens lorsqu’ils sortent de chez eux, même en plein midi depuis qu’ils on appris par Mr. Babinet que le soleil pouvait s’éteindre d’un moment a l’autre. [Ever since Mr. Babinet had announced that the sun might disappear from one moment to the next, the Parisians have all been taking all the necessary precautions, even at mid-day.] from the series Actualités, number 385, published in Le Charivari
Précaution indispensable que prennent les Parisiens lorsqu’ils sortent de chez eux, même en plein midi depuis qu’ils on appris par Mr. Babinet que le soleil pouvait s’éteindre d’un moment a l’autre. [Ever since Mr. Babinet had announced that the sun might disappear from one moment to the next, the Parisians have all been taking all the necessary precautions, even at mid-day.]
from the series Actualités, number 385, published in Le Charivari
Honoré Daumier
published April 10, 1857
Object number: 1968.012