In “Two or Three Things I Know About Her,” five female New Yorkers can’t ignore the fact that they hardly recognize their city. Everything that made it the capital of the twentieth century—its subways and sidewalks, its newspapers and nightly news shows, its psychoanalysis habit, its shared urban space and the freedom of (many different forms of) speech and expression that played out there—is romanced and mourned here at once. Harvard’s Carpenter Center gallery is housed in the lobby of the only Le Corbusier building in North America, and its cement and glass recurred throughout curator