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| Mariana Yampolsky Cupboard 1974 gelatin silver print Phoenix Art Museum, Arizona |
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| Aaron Siskind Remembering Joseph Cornell in Merida 1974 gelatin silver print San Diego Museum of Art |
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| Walter Curtin Glenn Gould, CBC Studios, Toronto 1974 gelatin silver print National Gallery of Canada, Ottawa |
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| Ralph Gibson Boot 1974 gelatin silver print National Gallery of Australia, Canberra |
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| Omer Parent Fenêtre C-12 1974 acrylic on panel Musée National des Beaux-Arts du Québec |
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| Giorgio di Sant'Angelo Dress 1974 silk chiffon Phoenix Art Museum, Arizona |
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| Giorgio di Sant'Angelo Dress 1974 synthetic jersey Phoenix Art Museum, Arizona |
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| Hiroe Swen Pair of Open Boxes 1974 stoneware National Gallery of Australia, Canberra |
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| Lucas Samaras Photo-Transformation 1974 dye diffusion print National Gallery of Australia, Canberra |
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| Dale Hickey Trevor Vicker's Pears 1974 oil on canvas National Gallery of Australia, Canberra |
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| Jean-Paul Lemieux Self Portrait 1974 oil on canvas Musée National des Beaux-Arts du Québec |
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| Georges de Niverville Woman with Hat 1974 drawing Ottawa Art Gallery, Ontario |
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| Robert Bozak Tim Horton & Donut 1974 enamel on shaped panel Museum London, Ontario |
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| Carlos Mérida Abstract Composition 1974 oil on canvas Phoenix Art Museum, Arizona |
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| Sherry Grauer The Dogface Boys - On the Cliff 1974 oil pastel on paper Ottawa Art Gallery, Ontario |
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| Lynda Benglis Roberta 1974 painted metal National Gallery of Australia, Canberra |
from New Year Letter
Eccentric, wrinkled, and ice-capped,
Swarming with parasites and wrapped
In a peculiar atmosphere,
In a peculiar atmosphere,
Earth wobbles on down her career
With no ambition in her heart;
Her loose land-masses drift apart,
Her zone of shade and silence crawls
Her zone of shade and silence crawls
Steadily westward. Daylight falls
On Europe's frozen soldiery
And millions brave enough to die
And millions brave enough to die
For a new day, for each one knows
A day is drawing to a close.
Yes, all of us at least know that,
All from the seasoned diplomat
Used to the warm Victorian summers
Down to the juveniles and drummers.
Down to the juveniles and drummers.
Whatever nonsense we believe,
Whomever we can still deceive,
Whatever language angers us,
Whoever seems the poisonous
Old dragon to be killed if men
Are ever to be rich again,
We know no fuss or pain or lying
Can stop the moribund from dying,
That all the special tasks begun
By the Renaissance have been done.
– W.H. Auden (1940)