joi, 28 mai 2009

Vincent...




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...


L-am redescoperit. Stă de mult pe raftul meu de pictură din bibliotecă acel album, alături de Frida şi de Monet şi de alţii... Dar l-am redescoperit atunci când am aflat că nu a vândut nicio lucrare în timpul vieţii... mesajul lui nu a putut fi înţeles.
Vincent van Gogh

3 comentarii:

  1. Ce sa inteleaga turma? Si de ce ?

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  2. @Paul: în artă, de obicei, fiecare înţelege, sau simte, ce vrea... şi, pentru că practic coaching-ul, îmi place să creez întrebări şi să las pe fiecare să-şi găsească propriile răspunsuri.
    Tu ce răspunsuri ai? :)

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  3. Foarte frumos Van Gogh... l-am descoperit cand am citit cartea despre viata lui, in liceu, si de atunci am ramas indragostita de picturile lui. Imagineaza-ti extazul cand i-am vizitat muzeul anul trecut si disperarea ca pictura mea preferata Starry Night nu e in Amsterdam:( E unic si aproape doare bucuria pe care ti-o lasa culorile lui:)

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