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Image above: Vik Muniz
A Bar at the Folies-Bergère after Édouard Manet, from the Pictures of Magazines 2 series, 2012.
Out of the refuse of modern life—torn scraps of outdated magazines, destined for obscurity—Muniz has assembled an ode to one of the first paintings of modern life. Édouard Manet’s A Bar at the Folies-Bergère, painted in 1882, explores the treachery of nineteenth-century Parisian nightlife through the depiction of a bartender attending to a male patron reflected in the mirror behind her. Muniz plays on Manet’s style, replacing Manet’s visible brushstrokes with the frayed edges of torn paper and lending the work immense visual interest.
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DOG STAR is the creation of a high school English teacher in New York City. This blog began in 2008 as an online community for a journalism class and has since evolved into a curated site on the creative arts, arts-related news and a guide to free and low-cost events for teens. Our mission is to offer teens real-life options for enjoying all the creative arts in New York City. May wisdom guide you and hope sustain you. The more you like art, the more art you like!
Saturday, June 30, 2012
Dog Star re-posts from the Wall Street Journal:
By Joe Morgentsern
In this season of serial letdowns, so many movies provoke the same sense of sour bemusement. Why did they ever get made? Didn't anyone know how bad they were from the start? Then there is "Beasts of the Southern Wild," which provokes wonderment pure and simple. How did it ever get made? Did the people who financed and created it know how magical and piercingly beautiful it would be? They couldn't have known at the outset. Benh Zeitlin's debut feature evokes life in a surpassingly strange corner of Louisiana through the ecstatic spirit of a 6-year-old black girl named Hushpuppy. There's no trace of calculation, only artistic ambitions and hopes that have come to fruition in the year's finest film thus far.
Most of the action takes place in the Bathtub, a tiny community of impoverished locals—black and white, some descended from Cajun or Indian fishermen—in South Louisiana's bayou country. Because the Bathtub lies outside the levee system, it will overflow in an impending hurricane, and Hushpuppy knows as well as everyone else that ramshackle homes and precious possessions will be swept away. "Any day now the fabric of the universe is comin' unraveled," she declares. Hushpuppy's mind is all aswirl with animist signs and ominous portents—consuming fire; another "Iced Age"; the mythical beasts of the title, derived from the extinct aurochs, that threaten rampant destruction. She speaks in quasipoetic phrases that might seem impossibly pretentious if they weren't so rich and original, and if the child speaking them—a nonprofessional named Quvenzhané Wallis—weren't so madly enchanting. (Hushpuppy's father, a passionate, violent and grievously ill man named Wink, is played by another astonishingly eloquent nonprofessional, Dwight Henry. In fact, the entire cast is nonprofessional.)
"Get in here," a good-natured waitress at Elysian Fields tells Hushpuppy who, in the midst of everything else, has been searching for her dead mother. "Lemme show you a magic trick." The whole movie is a magic trick, and part of the magic is that it can be seen in various ways. The setting provides a metaphorical divide between rich and poor: "Ain't that ugly over there?" Hushpuppy says of the industrial landscape on the other side of the levee. "We got the prettiest place on earth." (The divide is undermined when wily residents of the flood-beset Bathtub figure out a way to drain it more quickly than Mother Nature might have planned.) The film can equally be seen as an ethnographic project guided mainly by two white Americans, Mr. Zeitlin and Ms. Alibar, with an unquenchable interest in how people of a remote region live, think, speak and sing. The sound track is a treasure. Even the kitchen implements have an exotic allure.
But the best way to see "Beasts of the Southern Wild" is to sit back, let its pleasures wash over you and forget, at least for the duration of the experience, about making distinctions between what's real—and shockingly harsh—in Hushpuppy's life, and what's boiling in her imagination. Scenes stay vivid long after the experience has ended: Wink raging against the storm by shooting at it with his rifle; Hushpuppy tracing a record of her being like a cave girl scratching pictograms ("Once there was a Hushpuppy, and she lived with her daddy in the Bathtub"); a boozy neighbor, bottle to lips, stepping out of his front door into deep water; those aurochses on the march; Hushpuppy's shrill trills of joy, and the slow burn of her comprehension as she sees her father where he'd feared to be, in a hospital bed, plugged into the wall.
At its core, Mr. Zeitlin's film is a tale of daughter and father struggling to survive. Wink is not the father that Hushpuppy's vanished mother would have wanted him to be. He drinks, and gives his little girl ample tastes too. He feeds her slops—"Share wit' the dog!" he barks—and knocks her around in the course of loving and trying to protect her. There are no boundaries between rage and love in their life, and one of the production's many mysteries is how a man with no dramatic training—Mr. Henry runs a bakery in the town where the movie was shot—could have delivered such a magnificent performance.
For Wink's daughter—the angel-faced, fiercely focused girl that Quvenzhané Wallis plays with uncanny grace—he is the source of all wisdom, as well as love. A psychologist might say that he holds her in his thrall by keeping her off balance with wildly unpredictable behavior, but Hushpuppy knows only that she adores him, and believes in him, and will survive thanks to the lessons she has learned from him. Hers is an unconditional love, and it's not so far removed from what you may feel for this stirring and ultimately thrilling movie.
Dog Star is excited about Monet's Garden at the New York Botanical Garden (more here). When Claude Monet (more on his life here) earned enough money from selling paintings in Paris he moved to the countryside village of Giverny (about an hour away). On this property he built a large house for his large family (children, wife, mistress, servants) and began a 40-year project to landscape his fantasy garden. He designed the ponds, the pathways, and introduced the specific plants that would bring out different colors at different times of year. It all became the source for some of his most famous paintings. In the Bronx - at the Botanical Garden - they're doing quite a few things to bring Monet's garden to us: inside the large conservatory they've recreated the "impression" of the cottage house with a small pond and footbridge. They have also planted seasonal flowers that mimic what you would see in Giverny. They also have artifacts on view as well as two of Monet's paintings of the garden.
We strongly recommend taking the Metro North "Getaways" package from Grand Central Station - unless your family lives in the Bronx and owns a car. The train stop is BOTANICAL GARDEN and the price of the ticket includes the train and the admission to ALL of the garden. Watch the video below for easy directions on how to take Metro North from Grand Central to the Botanical Garden. Monet's home in Giverny was the center of the French and American Impressionist painter colony - read more about it here. For more information on Metro North Getaways go here.
A reader asks: Why do you sometimes post the same thing several times? Dog Star responds: Once it's posted readers may or may not get the chance to go see or do something. We want to re-post to remind everyone of a terrific exhibition or activity!
My feet want to move, so get out my way.
Friday, June 29, 2012
Thursday, June 28, 2012
We asked 20 arts critics for The Times to share the one thing on, or inspired by, the cultural calendar that they most looked forward to. Let the critics' help you find out where to set your summer afire: from New York City to Nevada to Los Angeles. Also, visit nytimes.com/arts to find a wealth of summer festivals for lovers of theater, classical music and opera, dance and pop and jazz. It's a guide to summer you just can't get anywhere else.
Wednesday, June 27, 2012
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Friday, June 22, 2012
Dog Star says grab a few friends and head over to Chelsea for FREE art inspiration and then head upstairs to the famous High Line Park (more here). Most galleries are closed on Sundays and Mondays. Be sure to check gallery websites before you plan your visit.
Thursday, June 21, 2012
Dying Breed: The Photography of Russell Frederick - Go see his pics this weekend @ Photoville! FREE!
DOG STAR wants to remind devoted readers that Lee is one of the original '80s subway car bombers and his tags could be seen all over New York City.