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blue-eyedmetaphor:

Cy Twombley’s Anatomy of Melancholy in his Houston gallery.

A poem I wrote inspired by the work-

to breathe ocean waves

as powdered smoke veils

away the musings of

a quiet soul

to scrawl away phrases

of blood stained dreams

too messy to read, but

none would understand clearly

the mists of paint arouse

a culmination of colored bombs

to drift away impact of

being at once so vulnerable

so incoherent, the work

of misunderstood.

One of the most misunderstood artists ever.  Yet no less great.

pestaitrappen:

A Pair of Shoes by Vincent van Gogh (1886).

He would take the most mundane of things and make them extraordinary.  To truly see it, you must see the actual thing on canvas.  The strokes of his brush, the patterns, the thought behind it… its not so much the genius one sees, but the workings of his mind. He saw things so differently and strange as his ideas seemed to others, they held true greatness.  THAT is Van Gogh.

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