Light and Colour- Vincent Van Gogh’s Starry Night The Starry Night is an oil on canvas painting by the Dutch post-impressionist painter Vincent van Gogh. Painted in June 1889, it depicts the view (with the notable addition of an idealised village) from the east-facing window of his asylum room at Saint-Rémy-de-Provence, just before sunrise. The dominating colour palette in the painting is dark blue and black hues oppose the bright whites and the yellows in the sky. The size of the painting is 29 in. by 36 ¼ in.
It states in “Poe Museum”(2017) that “Poe’s reputation today rests primarily on his tales of terror as well as the haunting lyric poetry.”(p.5) His poem “The Raven” is a big example of that as he uses his frightening settings to proclaim his “tales of terror.” He uses a raven in the poem as a symbol for good luck. The expression “nevermore” is said repeatedly by the raven. The story is dedicated to a loss one of Poe. In “Poe Museum,”(2017) it says “Most famously, poe completely transformed the genre of the horror story with his masterful tales of psychological depth and insight not envisioned in the genre before his time and scarcely seen it since.” In Poe’s story “The Raven,” he gets in the reader’s head with his recurring themes and his way of portraying the sense of fear with his poetic lyrics. The mood he creates with his setting makes it seem very down because the story takes place in a dark room where the raven flies in through a window.
Edgar Allan Poe is a famous poet who specialises in gothic style poetry. In his most famous poem The Raven he depicts a character who is at the edge of deep sleep when he is interrupted by a tapping at his door. Although when he goes to find the source of the sound he discovers there is nothing there, instead he hears another sound. This however turns out to be an ebony raven which becomes the centre point for the narrator 's monologue throughout the poem. The motive of The Raven is often debated amongst scholars, however my thesis on this poem is to argue for the state in which the narrator finds himself.
This poem opens with a simple line, “Tonight I can write the saddest lines” as to say tonight I can finally write the saddest lines (1). This conveys that the speaker previously could not do so. The theme of distance between the speaker and his love is introduced in this opening line. Neruda’s language here is simple and to the point. Distance is proposed again in the second and third lines as the speaker says, “Write, for example, ‘The night is starry and the stars are blue and shiver in the distance’” (2).
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It could also signify to make a better world. The time of night could also be a symbolism. Poe chose to have the poem set at midnight because it is the darkest part of every night. The time of month could also be a representation. In the month of December nothing lives everything dies and it cold and lonely.
He uses the lines in the sky to present a storm in the waking, using the blues, which represents negative emotions, and yellows, that represent positive emotions, they mixed in the swirls to represent the mix emotions about the unwelcoming town that he is from and or an outsider. There are two objects in this painting that connects to the stormy sky, the church and the three. Seeing that they connect to the storm above, we can assume that they are, in some way, part of his mixed emotions. This painting represents a time of his life to where he wasn’t stable and had some metal difficulties, and because of those difficulties he was confused. After doing some research, it was concluded that he in fact was at the truing point “in his art and in his life” (B. Nov. 1941).
A huge red body and its moon, drifts to it 's left. As they do, they pull away from one another, reseeding smaller and smaller into the distance. A few seconds pass by before the small yellow dot flares larger and brighter, eventually showering everything in white. As the white recedes the faint yellow dot appears to be gone with everything surrounding where it once was beginning to twist. A small black dot gradually emerges at its centre, where the star once was.
It seemed like a vacuous space, a diabolic black hole had swallowed everyone. On the grey rough bed, sleeping cars and some other vehicles were lying haphazardly. Meandering at a slow pace, the taciturn city was a totally unusual and completely different to the garrulous city I saw just a few days before. In the spacious city, it was deserted and spotless like all the residents had moved to another perfect planet. What was worse, there were no birds in the sky, no fish in the river, no spiders in the cobwebs, too.
I began to slowly walk across the burning sands leaving my footprints with every step that I made. The beautiful skies above; tinted with heavenly shades of blue were endless. The clouds, big and fluffy and snow white slowly floated through the heavens. The sun; with its golden face was shining ever so brightly. It emitted a soothing warmth that heated the earth below.