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APPARTS – Primary Sources. How to Analyze. Primary Original Artworks Slave Diary Poems Treaties Videotapes of live events. Secondary Critique of the Art Textbook Articles about specific authors Essays about a specific topic Biographies.
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APPARTS – Primary Sources How to Analyze
Primary Original Artworks Slave Diary Poems Treaties Videotapes of live events Secondary Critique of the Art Textbook Articles about specific authors Essays about a specific topic Biographies Primary and Secondary Sources
Examination of Primary Resources • APPARTS Technique Author Place and Time Prior Knowledge Audience Reason The Main Idea Significance
Author • Who created the source? • What do you know about the author? • What is the author’s point of view?
Place and Time • Where and when was the source produced? • How might this affect the meaning of the source?
Prior Knowledge • Beyond information about the author and the context of its creation, what do you know that would help you further understand the primary source? For example, do you recognize any symbols and recall what they represent?
Audience • For whom was the source created and how might this affect the reliability of the source?
Reason • Why was this source produced at the time it was produced?
The Main Idea • What point is the source trying to convey?
Significance • Why is this source important? • What inferences can you draw from this document? • Ask yourself, “So what?” in relation to the question asked.
Let’s Practice Please work with your small groups to analyze the following sources using the APPARTS method.
Imagine Dragons – Radioactive I'm waking up to ash and dustI wipe my brow and I sweat my rustI'm breathing in the chemicalsI'm breaking in, shaping up, then checking out on the prison busThis is it, the apocalypseWhoaI'm waking up, I feel it in my bonesEnough to make my systems blowWelcome to the new age, to the new ageWelcome to the new age, to the new ageWhoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, oh, I'm radioactive, radioactiveWhoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, oh, I'm radioactive, radioactiveI raise my flags, don my clothesIt's a revolution, I supposeWe're painted red to fit right inWhoa
Philistines by Jean-Michel Basquiat,1982
People stand on the flashpoint Taksim square in Istanbul on June 18, 2013 during a wave of new alternative protests (AFP Photo / Bulent Kilic)
Dang Thuy Tram, VietCong Doctor, 1967 "I had to do an appendix operation without enough medicine. Only a few tubes of Novocain, but the wounded young soldier never cried out or yelled. He continued to smile to encourage me. Looking at the forced smile on his dry lips, knowing his fatigue, I felt so sorry for him ... I lightly stroked his hair. I would like to say to him, 'Patients like you who I cannot cure cause me the most sorrow, and their memory will not fade'."