Thursday, April 17, 2008
Thursday, April 3, 2008
To The Other Shore....
Crystal Cruise:
In this Complex and ever-changing society,
we are constantly pulling and being pulled, trapping and being trapped.
We observe,
We stare, then
there is temptation and attraction...
Orders and obedience,
We scream:
Let's go to the other shore!
To the Undiscovered Country!!
To the Pure Land!!!
However:
Most of us will never arrive.....
Labels:
Alaska,
Banyan Tree,
Book,
Gao Xingjian,
Life,
photo,
poetic lines,
The Other Shore,
time travel,
彼岸,
高行健
Tuesday, April 1, 2008
Starry Starry Night...
What becomes a genius?
An absolute obsession of purity? or
A penetrating observant quality of human Fragility?
But, They never discover how to emancipate from this Endless Suffering....
Fortunatly, as artists always do, these are what they left us...
The music, the artist and the paintings are in the video bar...
Starry, starry night
Paint your palette blue and gray
Look out on a summer's day
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul.
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 fields of amber grain
Weathered faces lined in pain
Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
p.s. The music, the artist and the paintings are in the video bar...
or http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gi_P8XwrSCU&feature=related
An absolute obsession of purity? or
A penetrating observant quality of human Fragility?
But, They never discover how to emancipate from this Endless Suffering....
Fortunatly, as artists always do, these are what they left us...
The music, the artist and the paintings are in the video bar...
Starry, starry night
Paint your palette blue and gray
Look out on a summer's day
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul.
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 fields of amber grain
Weathered faces lined in pain
Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
p.s. The music, the artist and the paintings are in the video bar...
or http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gi_P8XwrSCU&feature=related
Labels:
art,
Life,
poetic lines,
time travel,
Vincent Van Gogh
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