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Starry Night

Wednesday, March 26th, 2008

Starry Night, Vincent Van Gogh

 

Vincent, Don McLean

Starry, starry night.
Paint your palette blue and grey,
Look out on a summer’s day,
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul.
Shadows on the hills,
Sketch the trees and the daffodils,
Catch the breeze and the winter chills,
In colors on the snowy linen land.
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
How you suffered for your sanity,
How you tried to set them free.
They would not listen, they did not know how.
Perhaps they’ll listen now.
Starry, starry night.
Flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
Swirling clouds in violet haze,
Reflect in Vincent’s eyes of china blue.
Colors changing hue, morning field of amber grain,
Weathered faces lined in pain,
Are soothed beneath the artist’s loving hand.
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
How you suffered for your sanity,
How you tried to set them free.
They would not listen, they did not know how.
Perhaps they’ll listen now.
For they could not love you,
But still your love was true.
And when no hope was left in sight
On that starry, starry night,
You took your life, as lovers often do.
But I could have told you, Vincent,
This world was never meant for one
As beautiful as you.
Starry, starry night.
Portraits hung in empty halls,
Frameless head on nameless walls,
With eyes that watch the world and can’t forget.
Like the strangers that you’ve met,
The ragged men in the ragged clothes,
The silver thorn of bloody rose,
Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
Now I think I know what you tried to say to me,
How you suffered for your sanity,
How you tried to set them free.
They would not listen, they’re not listening still.
Perhaps they never will…

 

Two different forms of media form together. It’s quite interesting, because while the song was written years after the painting was made, it created this bond between the two. One cannot look at the painting without thinking of the song, and of Vincent Van Gogh’s life. Postmodernist thinkers and critics say that in art “the writer/artist” is dead, but in cases like these, does this still apply?

 

He’s Got the Whole World in His Hands

Tuesday, March 25th, 2008

                    

 

He´s got the whole world in His hands,
He´s got the whole world in His hands,
He´s got the whole world in His hands.
He´s got the wind and the rain in His hands,
He´s got the wind and the rain in His hands,
He´s got the whole world in His hands.
He´s got the the tiny little baby in His hands,
He´s got the the tiny little baby in His hands,
He´s got the whole world in His hands.
He´s got you and me, brother, in His hands,
He´s got you and me, brother, in His hands,
He´s got the whole world in His hands.
He’s got ev’rybody here in His hands.
He’s got ev’rybody here in His hands.
He’s got the whole world in His hands.



He´s got the whole world in His hands,
He´s got the whole world in His hands,
He´s got the whole world in His hands.
He’s got the earth and sky in his hands;
He’s got the night and day in his hands;
He’s got the sun and moon in his hands;
He´s got the whole world in His hands.
He´s got the whole world in His hands,
He´s got the whole world in His hands,
He´s got the whole world in His hands.
He’s got the land and sea in his hands;
He’s got the wind and rain in his hands;
He’s got the spring and fall in his hands;
He´s got the whole world in His hands.
He´s got the whole world in His hands,
He´s got the whole world in His hands,
He´s got the whole world in His hands.
He’s got the young and old in his hands;
He’s got the rich and poor in his hands;
Yes, he’s got ev’ry one in his hands;
He´s got the whole world in His hands.
He´s got the whole world in His hands,
He´s got the whole world in His hands,
He´s got the whole world in His hands.

St. Patrick’s Day

Tuesday, March 18th, 2008

The Chicago River is dyed green every year on St. Patrick’s day. Interestingly, the applied color is actually orange, but when it reacts to the water, the result is a bright green shade that lasts for several hours.

 

In religious aspects, the day serves to commemorate St. Patrick, one of the patron saints of England. It is, in fact, a holy day of obligation for Irish Roman Catholics.

The tradition has seeped through to mainstream culture, such that people, Irish and non-Irish, wear green on March 17 in honor of the event, as well as eating Irish/green food. Parades are also given, not just in Ireland, but in the US, Canada, Australia, as well as a few other countries. Interestingly, Wisconsin changes its name to “New Dublin” the week of St. Patrick’s Day.

 

 All I can say is, I just hope that they don’t really commercialize this day so much. Like other holidays, it is rooted in Christian tradition, and it’s going to be a shame if they’re going to turn it into a Hallmark holiday, if it isn’t already.

 

Eden

Monday, March 17th, 2008

 

 

Whoa. That’s one thing I can say about this picture. Whoa. It captured so much in just one shot, without being too busy. I have no idea how the photographer was able to get this image, but whatever technique he used, I’m amazed.

For some reason, Eden comes to mind when I see this picture. I know, I know, it doesn’t really follow how it was described, not completely anyway, but there’s something about it that strikes me. Maybe it’s the hint of lushness of the picture. Maybe it’s in the richness of color. Maybe it’s the thought that the sunrise evokes - a new beginning. I really don’t know, but it’s something that my mind sees. It’s beautiful, really, considering that something like this exists in our world.

 

Birthday Pictures

Thursday, March 13th, 2008

Here are more pictures from my friends’ birthday party. This time, I’m posting images taken at the restaurant where we had our dinner. It was a quaint Italian restaurant, really small but very comfortable in, and the attendants were pretty nice, so it was a good place to have a meal in.


I couldn’t resist taking a picture of the glass, because I loved the shape of it.

 

Here are their desserts on display. All of these look very yummy, especially because they had nice presentations. Sorry for the poor quality, I think the glass reflected the light, causing the glare.

 

The Candle’s Smoke

Monday, March 10th, 2008

I love candle smoke. I don’t know why, but I do. Unlike the other kinds of smoke that are just disgusting, there’s something almost fragrant about it, even if the candles are not scented. One thing that I like about it is that it is fleeting: just when you realize there’s this curl of smoke appearing after you extinguish the candle, it disappears.

I like just about every element of this picture. I initially thought it was a black-and white image, until I took a closer look at the candle and the wick, and I realized it wasn’t. Really nice job on the lighting. I also like the smoke, especially because it’s bigger than I’d expect candle smoke to be.

To the photographer of this shot, kudos to you. Very lovely image.

 

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Pastels

Tuesday, March 4th, 2008

pastels large

Another one of the non-landscape photos that I like.

I like the variety of colors here, especially because they’re not too overpowering. You can see each individual color without these fighting for attention from each other. I also like how these were taken as they were, meaning, this is the way these were already arranged.

I have this urge to rearrange the pastels, not to the point that I’d drive the one who arranged it to insanity,  but just because I want to see the colors all mixed together. But of course, I can’t do that, because this is just a picture.

 

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Lighthouse

Monday, March 3rd, 2008

Little Sable Point Light

This is another one of those shots that comes as a pleasant surprise for me because these have not been touched with a photoediting program. The light and shadows merge perfectly to create this amazing shot. I love how the sun is right smack behind the lighthouse (you can see the light emanating from there), and how it creates clarity in the middle section of the photo, so much so that you can see the form of the trees growing there. I also like how the edges are so completely dark. It gives the definition of the “lighthouse” a totally different meaning.

It’s definitely another one of those surreal shots that you’re not sure are quite real but you know in your mind that these are.

 

Birds

Thursday, February 28th, 2008

I love photographs with birds in flight, because I don’t know how they are able to accomplish this. This photo’s nice, isn’t it? What I like the most is that the birds are very clear in this image, in contrast to the bright lighting of the shot. I wonder if this photo’s been re-touched using a photoediting program.

 

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Sidewalk

Wednesday, February 27th, 2008

Photographs like this make me reminisce for some reason. It’s odd, because I don’t really remember seeing a sidewalk like this when I was younger. Still, there’s something very sentimental about the shot. Maybe it’s the almost sepia quality of it (because of the lighting). Maybe it’s the sense that the neighborhood where this shot was taken is quiet, and I did come from an idyllic town. I really don’t know. I do know that it reminds me of when I was a kid, when I’d play with my family and friends outdoors. It’s a nice feeling.:) It also makes me want to live in a neighborhood like this.

What I like the most about this shot is definitely the lighting. I love how the light creates a nice warm, fuzzy effect in the middle of the picture, but the edges left dark. Far from making it appear mysterious, it makes the shot more welcoming, for some reason.