An Introduction
TL;DR: my book isnt here yet so I'm going to talk about that picture you see below.
So as many of you readers out there may know, this blog was created as part of an English project for school. We've all been assigned to find one non-fiction book and blog about it weekly. Posts are to be posted before Fridays at 11:59. But alas my friends, the book that I was hoping to blog about has not arrived in the mail yet. The mail has failed.
What I'm supposed to be reading right now is Vincent Van Gogh: A Power Seething, but since I don't have a copy of it with me right now, it was suggested that I do a reflection of one his beautiful paintings. (Which is actually a really great idea, thanks Ms. Holt!)
All of his pieces are amazing, beautiful, and so distinct from one another, I wish I could make this entire blog all about each painting but I can not. Nevertheless, out of all his wonderful paintings, I have chosen to make this post about his Almond Blossom series, (Or just mainly the one he created in 1890 as a tribute to his new-born nephew.)
So as many of you readers out there may know, this blog was created as part of an English project for school. We've all been assigned to find one non-fiction book and blog about it weekly. Posts are to be posted before Fridays at 11:59. But alas my friends, the book that I was hoping to blog about has not arrived in the mail yet. The mail has failed.
What I'm supposed to be reading right now is Vincent Van Gogh: A Power Seething, but since I don't have a copy of it with me right now, it was suggested that I do a reflection of one his beautiful paintings. (Which is actually a really great idea, thanks Ms. Holt!)
All of his pieces are amazing, beautiful, and so distinct from one another, I wish I could make this entire blog all about each painting but I can not. Nevertheless, out of all his wonderful paintings, I have chosen to make this post about his Almond Blossom series, (Or just mainly the one he created in 1890 as a tribute to his new-born nephew.)
The Actual Blog Post
Throughout the life of Vincent Van Gogh, researchers and biographers know that he has always exhibited a love for flowering trees. Flowing trees were special to him in the fact that they represented awakening and hope. This specific piece, Almond Blossoms (1890), was dedicated to his brother's newborn son. It announced the beginning of a new life and rebirth. When I look at this piece, I am inspired by just the way it looks, but there's more to it than just the way the eyes perceive it. I've used this painting for countless things; from phone backgrounds to geometry projects, its always so aesthetically pleasing and beautiful, The colors are so soft and the flowers are so carefree., and the way he outlined and textured the branches to separate itself from the background and flowers is so apart from its time. It is so inspiring to see that he continued to paint and express himself when all throughout his life, no one appreciated his art for what it was. I learned about Vincent Van Gogh as a young child and I learned that he was "the painter that chopped off his ear like Jesus" (That was wrong by the way, I believed Jesus cut off his ear for a solid 6 years of my life but I was very wrong. It was in fact Judas.) When I was 13, I watched an episode of Doctor Who called Vincent and the Doctor and it was so moving that I cried, but i soon was over it, I over looked it and moved on. Just a few week ago, I had watched the episode again to prepare for this assignment and decide the subject I wanted to blog on. It was so unexpected but I had cried again. This time I understood why it made me cry and I could relate to Vincent Van Gogh even if he was "like 1000 years old"and I knew that I had to do this project on Van Gogh. It sounds kind of dumb and cheesy but that's just how I feel.
So in conclusion, Van Gogh is who I aspire to be (But, with respect, minus the whole suicide bit...) Maybe one day, I'll be half as good of an artist as he is. Have a good week! Come back next week to see it my book has arrived, then I'll have an actual post about the book. [nervous sweating]
-Teresa :)
Edit: https://youtu.be/ubTJI_UphPk thanks again, Jessica, for this link haha.
So in conclusion, Van Gogh is who I aspire to be (But, with respect, minus the whole suicide bit...) Maybe one day, I'll be half as good of an artist as he is. Have a good week! Come back next week to see it my book has arrived, then I'll have an actual post about the book. [nervous sweating]
-Teresa :)
Edit: https://youtu.be/ubTJI_UphPk thanks again, Jessica, for this link haha.