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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Out of the refuse of modern life—torn scraps of outdated magazines, destined for obscurity—Muniz has assembled an ode to one of the first paintings of modern life.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!

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Monday, February 8, 2016

James Schuyler's FEBRUARY


james schuyler
february

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a chimney, breathing a little smoke.
the sun, i can’t see
making a bit of pink
i can’t quite see in the blue.
the pink of five tulips
at five p.m. on the day before march first.
the green of the tulip stems and leaves
like something i can’t remember,
finding a jack-in-the-pulpit
a long time ago and far away.
why it was december then
and the sun was on the sea
by the temples we’d gone to see.
one green wave moved in the violet sea
like the un building on big evenings,
green and wet
while the sky turns violet.
a few almond trees
had a few flowers, like a few snowflakes
out of the blue looking pink in the light.
a gray hush
in which the boxy trucks roll up second avenue
into the sky. they’re just 
going over the hill.
the green leaves of the tulips on my desk
like grass light on flesh,
and a green-copper steeple
and streaks of cloud beginning to glow.
i can’t get over
how it all works in together
like a woman who just came to her window
and stands there filling it
jogging her baby in her arms.
she’s so far off. is it the light
that makes the baby pink?
i can see the little fists
and the rocking-horse motion of her breasts.
it’s getting grayer and gold and chilly.
two dog-size lions face each other
at the corners of a roof.
it’s the yellow dust inside the tulips.
it’s the shape of a tulip.
it’s the water in the drinking glass the tulips are in.
it’s a day like any other.


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