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Wolfgang Keller


World Mitglied, Nienhagen

St.Remy 17

Van Gogh`s Zimmer (1)

Kommentare 6

  • g.paul 13. Januar 2014, 13:48


    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tNdYLGAxcWA

    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
  • Günter Eich 16. September 2013, 22:20

    Interessante Ansicht. Das bringt einem den Maler näher.
    Gruß Günter
  • Carl-Jürgen Bautsch 16. September 2013, 21:57

    Das Bild, das van Gogh hiervon malte, habe ich mir intensiv angesehen. Das Öde, Trostlose wird auch hier im Bild erkennbar.
    LG, Carl
  • Daisy G. 16. September 2013, 19:18

    Er war schon ein begnadeter Maler.
    Leider ist er erst nach seinem Tod zu Ruhm gekommen.
    Der erste Eindruck vom Zimmer ist recht ärmlich.
    LG Daisy
  • WOLLE H 16. September 2013, 14:11

    Super, diese Aufnahme !!!!
    Gruss Wolfgang
  • Walter Brants 16. September 2013, 11:08

    Ein Kunstruck im Originalformat des dort stehenden Bildes mit dem Kornfeld hing jahrelang bei mir im Zimmer. Ich hatte es mir im Van Gogh-Museum in Amsterdam gekauft.
    VG von Walter