Week Five-The temple of the soul.
Click to viewI came across this on you tube and I thought that you might enjoy it as much as I do. I listen to it at least once a week and enjoy looking at Vincent's work. He was very close to his brother Theodore whom he wrote to constantly.
I find it ludicrous that his works are "priceless" nowadays and yet he never sold one of his works except to his brother. Again it's society placing values on what was valuable or good at the time even today "who are art critics?" why do they have the right to say what good or what's not, what's to be hug or not?" This can make an artist or break them literally. Artist and poets i feel have a pure soul that's why they are able to create the works they do. They are able to detach themselves from the commercialism and consumerism of society. Don McLean's words in this song, resonate right to my heart and soul, and i cry every time i listen to this, but can never imagine the pain and torment Vincent must have experienced in his life time, the comforting thought is that his brother was always there to support him emotionally and financially. His art truly shows his torment and mental state by the thick aggressive brush strokes, the swirling skies, the colour choice and so on. Art tells us a lot about the period that it's from. It portrays the everyday life and people, the elite of society and what they (society) wanted to see. Our excursion to the art gallery is always a pleasurable one, even though rushed, I always seem to find something new every time I go and visit and leave with a headful of thoughts and ideas.
My youngest son loves Van Gogh especially the painting of "Starry Night", and he tells me that he was very sad when he painted it.
These were just a few of the beautiful works that inspired the artist and the artist inspired the poet, and inspires us everyday. How could the Romantics not write about the beauty of our world when it was painted so beautifully. Nature inspires all and that's why the Romantics went back to her, to usurp all her wonders and feelings. This is living, to admire the past, live in this world and preserve it for the future.