Wheat Field with Rising Sun, Vincent Van Gogh, 1889Summer
At midday when the sweltering mother
bedded in wheat and wharves rose
to give food
gold sea and salt bread to the city.
Deep from her blue apron pocket
she drew a ripe orange to slice
and squirt light
---your mouth was stained with sun.
Janet Frame, The Pocket Mirror, 1967
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I have never seen this one. It is stunning...almost looks like a textile. Wow!
ReplyDeleteWillow..a wonderful painting by Van Gogh...one I have not seen before. You and Pappy have me enjoying such beautiful poetry lately
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DeeDee, the Michal Negrin site was so much fun...very Moulin Rouge! I loved it. Thank you!
ReplyDeleteWonderful poem and Van Gogh...Don't you love seeing his paintings in person? They scream for you to reach out and run your fingers over the thick textured paint but then of course the museum guards and art historians wouldn't be too pleased with you if you did that :-)...
ReplyDeleteOh you'e redecorated ... I love it but I do miss the shot of the Manor
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Rebecca, I know exactly what you mean! I really had a hard time in the Roudin exhibit. I had the strongest urge to run my hands over the smooth cool bronze!!!
ReplyDeleteDaryl, sorry...got bored with it. I'll have to pull it out again soon! :)
ReplyDeleteThis poem and image brings to mind a line or two from another poem, "While suns of oranges rose in the orchard".
ReplyDeleteLove the Steviewren sketch....was wondering if you saw it yet!
ReplyDeleteWillow, according to Keanan's post on Probable Autistic personnas of the past Vincent Van Gogh made the list. Nice poem choice for the painting. Pappy
ReplyDeleteI love the wonderful directional strokes Van Gogh used--that painting is just exceptionally brilliant, isn't it!? Your selection of this poem is so appropos. Stunning!
ReplyDeleteYou can almost see the "shimmer". Just lovely! And thanks for the kind words yesterday!
ReplyDeleteVery nice. Have a great weekend.
ReplyDeleteSimply beautiful Willow!
ReplyDeleteI am looking forward to a special Van Gogh exhibit called "Van Gogh and The Colors Of The Night" at MOMA in NYC which opens in September.
Pat, I would love to see that exhibit! I just might have to plan a trip out east to visit my daughter this fall. :)
ReplyDeletewhat a beautiful line... "your mouth was stained with sun" !
ReplyDeletea perfect poem for this Van Gogh painting.
you are inspired!
:-)
Great pairing of painting and poem. The Van Gogh is so ripe with color. And the painting so ripe with metaphor.
ReplyDeleteI used to be nuts about this artist and then when he cut his ear off I thought he was nuts and not me. LOL I still like some of his early work.
ReplyDeleteSomething different from me
Better Blog Writing
That Van Gogh looks as if it could have be sewn instead of done with brush strokes. I would love to see that exhibit in NYC too. Hope you get the opportunity to go.
ReplyDeleteThese complimentary colors are just so fabulous! They capture summer perfectly.
ReplyDeleteone of my fave van gogh paintings! and the poem goes so prefectly with it. i've never read it before. thanks, willow. your blog makes my day!
ReplyDeleteHow absolutely wonderful!Poem and painting, both.
ReplyDeleteGo placidly amid the noise and haste,
ReplyDeleteand remember what peace there may be in silence.
As far as possible without surrender
be on good terms with all persons.
Speak your truth quietly and clearly;
and listen to others,
even the dull and the ignorant;
they too have their story.
Avoid loud and aggressive persons,
they are vexations to the spirit.
If you compare yourself with others,
you may become vain and bitter;
for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.
Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.
Keep interested in your own career, however humble;
it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.
Exercise caution in your business affairs;
for the world is full of trickery.
But let this not blind you to what virtue there is;
many persons strive for high ideals;
and everywhere life is full of heroism.
Be yourself.
Especially, do not feign affection.
Neither be cynical about love;
for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment
it is as perennial as the grass.
Take kindly the counsel of the years,
gracefully surrendering the things of youth.
Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune.
But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings.
Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.
Beyond a wholesome discipline,
be gentle with yourself.
You are a child of the universe,
no less than the trees and the stars;
you have a right to be here.
And whether or not it is clear to you,
no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.
Therefore be at peace with God,
whatever you conceive Him to be,
and whatever your labors and aspirations,
in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul.
With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams,
it is still a beautiful world.
Be cheerful.
Strive to be happy.
(Max Ehrmann, Desiderata)
R.A.D., thank you for this lovely Hoosier poetic piece!! :)
ReplyDeleteThis one of my fave paintings by the great man, just awesome colouring and flow to it.
ReplyDeleteWillow, you have chosen two artists who I really admire... Janet Frame and Vincent Van Gogh :)
ReplyDeleteLovely :)
Your blog and all the art, poetry and quotes are so awesome! I stumbled upon it by accident while, searching for a quote about lilacs and loved the one you had posted, TFS. I used it on a heritage scrapbook page. (I digital scrap) and have posted it on my blog if you would like to check it out. Was wondering if you would mind if I add your blog to my blog list?
ReplyDeleteHope you are having a wonderful weekend!
AWD, would I mind? I would be delighted. Thank you for your kind comments! :)
ReplyDelete"Louis" had forgotten about this Van Gogh, so he thanks you for the reminder!
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