Vincent
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Vincent Abbey
United Kingdom
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Vincent James
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Nicholas Vincent
Australia
318 creative works found
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Lino Cut Print on cartridge. / I have appropriated van Goghs chair to pay homage to a great painter. Using the reduction method I have endeavoured to capture his image in an unique form. Original available for purchase / $AU400.00 Framed – 36×48cm / contact me mbartworks06@gmail.com Also available for a limited time, on exhibition, unframed for $AU200 / Click here for more information ~ / Printed Reproductions available by taking the image link Medium Framed Print shown / 300mm x 457mm, / Mocha Box Frame with off white matte. / AU$140.00 /
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Insane or Wired or Brilliant? Brilliant Plath disappeared in her Bell Jar / Intense Vincent Van Gogh was labelled insane / And when he cut off his ear they cried he had gone too far / They cut poor Frances Farmers emotion out of her brain / And made her placid benign boring and dull / Angelina was considered already dead / Vulnerable girl interrupted accused of a lull / Her hurt was cold but her blood was red. Insanity was thrown in my face at 17 / When the high school boys shouted / My favourite artist Van Gogh was insane… / ‘He is not’…I found my voice / ‘He is sensitive, passionate, intense, / misunderstood…and Don Mclean had / it right on that Starry Starry Night / He took his life as Lovers often do… / I could have told you Vincent this world / Was never meant for one as / Beautiful as you. Ah the eternal debate… / There is a fine line between / genius and insanity…they say / and how closely do we step the tight rope / With so much mental illness today / Exposed…Depression, Anxiety, / Bi-polar…Obsessive Compulsive / Disorder…A mental health professional / recently advised that 9 out of 10 have / a mental health issue. / Are so few exempt…are these figures really true? With so much stimulation in the media, mobile, data / Sensory overload with iPods linked to our brain / Texting 24/7 with our mobiles we sleep instead of our lovers / Is the cyborg fantasy becoming a reality…? / in this wired generation? / Constantly on…we must be or we miss out… / We become fed by instant gratification / and stimulated by virtual admiration. / Addiction to this constant contact means that our / heads are overloaded with stimulus but / not given as much time to reflect, to think, to feel. We are becoming overdeveloped in responding to stimulus / and underdeveloped in knowing our own heart. / Strangers and outcast to our own feelings / Dependent on the hit and the high of the new / and losing sight of the bravery of the subtle and simple. / Craving perfection and the eradication of foibles / we photoshop out our character lines and faults / so that we fit into some kind of ideal of the neo post notion of beauty. Are not faults far more defining then some sanitised notion of perfection? / Are not our faults the real indicators of our individuality? / Is not our vulnerability a sign of our sanity? / Does not our sensitivity reveal that we still belong to humanity? / Taking time to celebrate and know the individual in their idiosyncrasies / Surely this is worth the effort rather then striving for some standard of / fantasy that can never be translated? I shudder when I think were we are headed / Man machine…woman machine…cyborgs half man half machine / I pray that disposable people, relationships that end with a click / of the key and people racing to rejection will never be the accepted. / And that the human mind, heart and soul will pause…think and / move the emotional muscle so that sensitivity can still survive / and link us together through heart and mind / right through to the end of time. So Vincent, Sylvia, Frances, Angelina and Girl Interrupted / Insanity does not seem to be able to define, / What really was going on in your mind, / As far as I can tell…you all could see, think and feel, / Oh that you suffered and were misunderstood / This cannot be denied but you were / real raw and achingly human in your pain / and there was no question of your humanity / Even if there was and still is a question over your sanity. To me you were brilliant, free, sensitive and intense / And by all indicators ahead of your time. / And I bow to your courage / to follow your own voice and live the / passion that was raw in your heart… / To me it is as if you just knew right from the start. by Anthea Slade 26-4-09
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/ My ‘Portrait of Vincent Price’ is officially published in the coffee table book Artists of the West / For information on purchasing a signed copy of the book, go to Carrie Glenn Studios Thanks! RedBubble Awards: Winner Of The Pencil Drawing Group Contest* / ” Human Emotion “ Read the Write Up Here My drawing was featured in the group The Eyes Have It / (Thanks Everyone!) 5”x8” Charcoal, graphite and ink on paper. There is hardly enough time or words to sum up Vincent Price properly. He was a teacher, an actor, a collector of art and a chef to name a few. He had a true philanthropists heart and was a man of many talents and a creative pioneer. He has left a fingerprint on our society and myself. In my portrait of Vincent, in every wrinkle I reproduced, in every mole I fastidiously drew and in every single hair I portrayed I see his achievements. There are many fine details in this portrait. You will see the veins in his eyes countered by the shine and drama I captured in them. You will see every wrinkle on his hand and every whisker in his mustache. It is designed to transport you back to the last film you may have seen him in and capture that vivid memory. As you study this piece you can almost hear his voice still speaking. For commissioned work you can contact Carrie at: carrie@carrieglennstudios.com and please visit Carrie Glenn Studios / CarrieGlennStudios.Com
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Stressie Cat at Cafe van Gogh. Inspired by my time spent in Arles, France where Vincent van Gogh lived and painted for some time.
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An Apophysis fractal, with van Gogh’s sunflowers in mind…:) Featured in : / Fractal Art Frenzy / Color me a rainbow-Yellow / Alphabeth Soup – letter V
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the one and only.
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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 colours on the snowy linen land Now I understand / What you tried to say to me / And how you suffered for your sanity / And 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 flowers that brightly blaze / Swirling clouds in violet haze / Reflect in Vincent’s eyes of china blue / Colours changing hue / Morning fields of amber grain / Weathered faces lined in pain / Are soothed beneath the artist’s LOVING hand Now I understand / What you tried to say to me / And how you suffered for your sanity / And how you tried to set them free / They would not listen they did not know how / Perhaps they’ll listen now For they could not love you / But still your love was true / And when no hope was left inside / On that starry starry night You took your life as lover’s 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 strangers that you’ve met The ragged men in ragged clothes / A silver thorn / A bloody rose / Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow / Now I think I know / What you tried to say to me / And how you suffered for your sanity / And how you tried to set them free / They would not listen / They’re not listening still Perhaps they never will – Words by Don McLean Music – Art of Noise – On Being Blue / For Vincent Painting in acrylics, inks, pigment, chalk and graphite / 100×42 cm on paper
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Vincent’s Cat Recently I’ve been looking at Vincent Van Gogh’s paintings. I love his irises and wanted to paint some myself. Their complicated forms and brilliant deep blues captivated me. As some of you may know I have a fondness for cats. During my life I have had two exceptional ginger cats ‘Victor’ and ‘Mittens’ who were very dear to me; this is dedicated to their memory. Acrylic on canvas / Size: 30cm x 30cm Original SOLD
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Original Creation Date: January 21st, 2006 Rue St. Vincent is a street in Paris in the Montmarte district, and upon that street is a little club called Au Lapin Agile. This club, back in the 1910’s, was hugely popular with artists and intellectuals. Famous painters, poets, and writers would frequent this club, and Au Lapin Agile is still one of the most popular nightspots in all of Paris to this day. I picked the street and the club because I picture this boy standing outside, leaning up against a brick wall, smoking his cigarette beneath a flickering street lamp and watching people walk down the lane. And of course, as he watches, the girls that just passed him by crane their necks to get another look before they turn the corner. A shining example of a momentary glimpse that lasts ages. Hope you enjoy it. Charcoal on 90lb. paper, 16” x 20”, freehand. / Model: Steven Morgan Original available for purchase. Note me for pricing.
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Featured in First Things Group / and Lets Pay Homage I Do a Painting on occasion of Artists that have deeply touched & influenced me … this is my version .. I rendered in acrylic Its subtly different ..with much love to Van Gogh ~ who the world rejected in his time, & truly did not understand at all .. only a few did .. I Quote from Don MC Clean’s song Starry Starry night / Starry, starry night. / Flaming flowers that brightly blaze, Swirling clouds in violet haze, / Reflect in Vincent’s eyes of china blue. / Colors changing hue, morning field of amber grain, / Weathered faces lined in pain, / Are soothed beneath the artist’s loving hand. / 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. ......
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Acrylic on Stretched Canvas…30” x 20” I gave this one to my hubby.
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Vince & Jules
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Starry Night over the Rhone / My Version of Vincent van Gogh's painting of Arles at night; ( My Paintings)
by Rick TodaroStarry Night over the Rhone (September 1888) is one of Vincent van Gogh’s paintings of Arles at night; I Did my homage / version 24 by 36 inches on stretched canvas in Acrylic ..done with my own sensibilities while keeping the original painting very much in my thoughts..I Hold Vincent in the highest esteem , go to you tube and listen to ” Starry Starry night ” sometime.. What a moving song an lyrics. *my original painting is for sale too just inquire , .this work was featured in ImageWriting (2/24) and also in the Lets Pay homage & again in the Feature fraternity / Your comments highly valued and respected . Here’s the wonderful moving Lyrics to Don Mcleans song ..... / 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. 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 flowers that brightly blaze, / Swirling clouds in violet haze, / Reflect in Vincent’s eyes of china blue. / Colors changing hue, morning field of amber grain, / Weathered faces lined in pain, / Are soothed beneath the artist’s loving hand. 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. 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 head on nameless walls, / With eyes that watch the world and can’t forget. / Like the strangers that you’ve met, / The ragged men in the ragged clothes, / The silver thorn of bloody rose, / Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow. 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 listening still. / Perhaps they never will...
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Original Stressie Cat inspired by Vincent Van Gogh. / By Lucia Stewart
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Something designed for vegetarians to wear to BBQs with rednecks
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This work by Las Vegas Artist Jerold Frederick Sowles AKA Rhinovangogh was first shown at the Georgetown Gallery in Washington DC. Inspired by a Shakespear play the artist watched before coming home to paint this piece. The actor holds a Lily symbolizing rebirth, The Bulldog depicted is also named Lily (RIP) the former pet of dear friends and former DC neighbors Tim and Diane. The artsist paints Vincent Van Gogh art on the walls as he looks through a portal of time where a dove floats beneath a moon. A distant arch reveals villlas in France under a cloudy blue sky. Coy fish tantalize waiting Penguins as the master looks on. / Original sixe: 48” X 48” Medium: Acrylic on canvas.
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I couldn’t help but think that this Blue Maze Series is reminiscent of Vincent Van Gogh’s style…..This is number two of four – All are original images captured here in Northern CA on 08/18/09….Some color and lighting editing was performed for these final presentations. / Each of these four images is available in larger format; please notify me if you are interested in purchasing and I will be happy to upload a larger version. Best if viewed in large format . / /
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I couldn’t help but think that this Blue Maze Series is reminiscent of Vincent Van Gogh’s style…..Number three of four – All are original images captured here in Northern CA on 08/18/09….Some color and lighting editing was performed for these final presentations. / Each of these four images is available in larger format; please notify me if you are interested in purchasing and I will be happy to upload a larger version. Best if viewed in large format . / /
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My rendition Almond blossoms VAN GOGH / On January 31, 1890, Theo wrote to Vincent of the birth of his son, whom he had named Vincent Willem. Van Gogh, who was extremely close to his younger brother, immediately set about making him a painting of his favorite subject: blossoming branches against a blue sky. The gift was meant to hang over the couple’s bed. As a symbol of this new life, Vincent chose an almond tree, which blooms early in southern regions, announcing the coming spring as early as February.
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Post Impressionist,acrylic and enamel, portrait painting, of Vincent VanGogh. I knew that Vincent painted landscapes at night with candles in his hat so as to illuminate his night vision.
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