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Jan
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My mom introduced me to a song that was dedicated to Vincent Van Gogh... I became inspired to put together a small slideshow of some of his works. ----- And yes, I made this. I keep getting PMs asking for the person who made it, when the person who made it is the one you're PMing. Thank you.
Jan
7

My video tribute to the great Vincent van Gogh, with Edvard Grieg's "Holberg Suite" as background music.

Classic Ras Kass song, one of my favorites. Enjoy!!! Lyrics: [Intro] Ah, celebrate Hahaha, yeah, ah Vita Brevis, Ars Longa Life is short, art is long It's been a long time, I shouldn't left you But Priority Records be fuckin' up, nephew [Verse One] Extraterrestrial poet, my pen stroke is grotesque Rugged nigga, abrasive to any fo'flesh So let's paint a thousand words worth a picture Panoramic though, more esoteric than hieroglyphs and scriptures And chemical mixtures, spit your's, not just kick words Spit swords when we joust from the mouth dogg Heard he got the hottest shit out, but Titanic emcees Somehow manage to freeze Fracture your flows so bandage your steez, no royalties Subtract his mathematics like I was droppin' satanic degrees Long time no see chico, still eatin' pussy at the Nico? (ha haaa) I'm screamin' "Power to the people" Most times, genius is misunderstood, but understand You stand under unstable tables of foundation My true occupation, dissemination of information Usin' both sides of the brain, and I ain't complacent Complain when I speak, fuck Priority Records Like Prince, I'm writin' "slave" on my cheek, cause my kids gotta eat Meanwhile A&R's sniffin' coke, gettin' kickbacks, fuck that My written's like Christ wit a cross on his back I'll breathe a total Black experience on a track What use to be hot was what a emcee said Now Hip-Hop don't respect you unless you platinum or dead [Chorus] I'm Van Gogh, Van Gogh But you don't hear me though You're too near me not to hear me Clearly, cut off my ear severely Van Gogh, Van Gogh, Van Gogh (yeah) But you don't hear me though You're too near me not to hear me Clearly, cut off my ear severely [Verse Two] I'm down wit Violet Brown and ebony cats Down wit 65 niggaz packin' 70 gats I'm down wit Shinehead, Big Gipp, Goodie M-O-B My nigga Twista, Killah Priest, and Pimp C From UGK, Do Or Die, AK Qwest the Mad LaD, Wendy Day I self lord am master art form, metaphors and furthermore Verbal masterpiece to master war, then master more Cause a real nigga known to flow rigor mortis to stiffen your riffin' Thugged out without Bloodin' or Crippin', till the needle start skippin' The cut fuck your hairline up like Scott Pippen Huh, hopin' the dummies stop frontin' I'm like Illmatic, meets the Good Will Huntin' Vocal innovator, be equal to or greater Givin' people levels to digest the data Cause you can't teach algebra to first graders I'll school a hustler, about the Sixteen Crucified Saviors Chrishna of India was Black, Quexalcote of Mexico, Black Buddha was Black, actual facts But niggaz only wanna know about money, pussy, and crack I practiced building this strong rap track, and that's that Phat rap, y'all keepin' it real, well that's wack My rap snap torso, and crack back Doin' this, that and the third Givin' you my ear like Van Gogh, nigga, ya heard Went to New York state, pushin' rhymes like weight And watch some of these rap niggaz hate (what in the homo) But its all love, Ice Cube did it, 2pac did it And no matter what, I'ma die shittin', motherfucker Josh Petell wrote *"The Disenchanted Hero"* Hell no [Chorus] I'm Van Gogh, Van Gogh But you don't hear me though You're too near me not to hear me Clearly, cut off my ear severely Van Gogh, Van Gogh, Van Gogh But you don't hear me though You're too near me not to hear me Clearly, cut off my ear severely Van Gogh, Van Gogh (yeah) Cause really though, how I'm supposed to really blow When you drop a album every 2 years and only shoot one video? [DJ Khalil] Damn, Ras [Ras Kass] Man, Khalil, they ain't gon' never understand, but don't trip These labels, these magazines, radio, video shows... They just as groupie as the groupies They just as guilty as the artists for not keepin' this shit true But hey, you gotta love it or leave it alone An' I still love this ol' Hip-Hop shit So just respect it when I get my championship ring, you know
Jan
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Jan
7

http://www.artehistoria.com/arte/videos/781.htm Natural de la localidad holandesa de Groot-Zunder, donde nació en 1853, Vicent van Gogh se inicia en la pintura a los 27 años. Su primera etapa se desarrolla en Nuenen, entre 1881-84. Este periodo está caracterizado por los colores oscuros y la temática campesina, como podemos observar en Campesinas recogiendo turba, el Tejedor o Paisaje a la puesta de sol, etapa que culmina con Campesinos comiendo patatas. En otoño de 1885 Vincent se traslada a Amberes, donde le llama la atención la pintura de Rubens. En 1886 se instala con Theo en París y se relaciona con los impresionistas. Trabaja en escenas urbanas como Vista de París desde Montmartre, el Boulevard de Clichy, retratos como el de Père Tanguy o bodegones como Naturaleza muerta con tres libros. En 1888 Vincent se trasladó a Arles, donde convivió con Gauguin, pretendiendo montar una comunidad de artistas, aunque el experimento fracasó. El vivo colorido y las formas retorcidas caracterizan sus obras de Arles entre las que destacan Catorce girasoles, la Casa amarilla, Terraza de café por la noche o la Silla de Van Gogh. La tensa relación entre Van Gogh y Gauguin estalla la noche del 23 de diciembre de 1888 cuando Vincent, fuera de sí, se corta el lóbulo de la oreja derecha. Fue trasladado al hospital de Saint-Rémy donde permaneció entre mayo y diciembre de 1889. Obras de la calidad de Noche estrellada, Lirios, Campo de trigo o Autorretrato pertenecen a esta época. Cuando se le dio el alta médica se trasladó a Auvers-sur-Oise, al cuidado del doctor Gachet, para desarrollar allí su última etapa. La Iglesia de Auvers, Ayuntamiento de Auvers el 14 de julio o Trigal con cuervos son las obras más famosas de esta época final que acabó con el intento de suicidio de Vincent el 27 de julio de 1890, falleciendo dos días más tarde.
Jan
7
Jan
7

A Second Life Machinima by Robbie Dingo. (Duration 4'17") "Frameless heads on nameless walls, with eyes that watch the world and can't forget - like the strangers that you've met". [Don McLean]. Ever looked at your favorite painting and wished you could wander inside, to look at it from different perspectives? Spend a single day in one of mine, from early sunrise on a new day, to dusk when lights come on in cosy homes; through a peaceful night, till morning. Shot on location in Second Life then post-produced, this was an idea I had a while ago. The Sim in this work was on temporary loan so it's all been swept away now, leaving only the film behind. It was always intended however that the video would be the end product, not the build. This work is dedicated to the many weird and very wonderful strangers from around the globe I have met, but have never really met. Higher quality version is available over at my blog. Search for 'My Digital Double Robbie' in Google. For more info on how this was put together, please read http://nwn.blogs.com/nwn/2007/07/remake-the-star.html#more over at New World Notes.


































