[MD] Painting

[MarshaV]

Andre,

A wonderful song!!!   I listen on my iPod as I write...  Now I 
understand, what you tried to say to me...   I have attended two 
major Van Gogh exhibits at the MET.  I remember how shocked I was at 
first seeing his paintings, not the flat photographs in a book, the 
paintings, the paint, the passion, the energy, the color, the 
elegance, the divine reflection.  My heart beat so hard...  At that 
time, I was only dreaming of painting.

         this world was never
         meant for one
         as beautiful as you...



  Marsha














At 03:24 PM 4/3/2009, you wrote:
>Marsha:
>A painting in words:
>
>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.
>And 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 flo'rs 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.
>And now I understand what you tried to say to me
>
>how you suffered for your sanity
>how you tried to set them free.
>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 heads on nameless walls
>with eyes
>that watch the world and can't forget.
>Like the stranger that you've met
>
>the ragged men in ragged clothes
>
>the silver thorn of bloddy rose
>lie crushed and broken
>on the virgin snow.
>And 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
>list'ning still
>perhaps they never will. (Don McLean)
>
>Kind regards
>Andre
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