Sender: Beller Huanyan, message area: ASCIIart Title: Re: [Line Work] Starry Night Reprinted Sending station: Wuhan Baiyun Huanghe Station May 16, 2009 02:09:04 Saturday, station mail this painting... I never thought anyone would draw this picture Because it feels like both the lines and the color blocks are a piece of Van Gogh's work that is difficult to express. If you want to understand this work, you must start with the original picture. For this purpose, I specially found Van Gogh’s This famous painting Starry Night, I have uploaded the original picture so that everyone can understand it. http: byhh.net f ASCIIart 1242409066 Starry Night.jpg There are two line styles in this famous painting, one is the long curved line, the other is the broken short line The two are used interactively, and the strange moon, stars and magical whirlpools constitute the entire painting. This presents a dazzling spectacle where every tree, every star, and every mountain is moving. The main expression is that the burning vitality of love makes people moved and trembled everywhere. After briefly talking about the original picture, let’s talk about the picture of pineapple. The whole picture still has a bit of the artistic conception of the original picture. However, if you compare it with the original picture, you will find the following saying that it does not cause back pain, so even if you have seen it 1. The vortex of the nebula in the original picture is like a giant dragon that is constantly squirming. This main line is in ASC Not clearly shown in the picture 2. Regarding the color matching of the tree, the picture of the pineapple is dark green. The original picture is dark green and brown. I think dark green and dark red are more expressive. Revealing this tree that looks like a flame 3. The content of the original picture is actually very rich. ASC mainly only painted the sky part, while the silent village Details such as the throbbing distant mountains and the church steeple stretching into the sky were not painted. 4. This is not a comparison, but I specifically found different versions of Starry Night to listen to when writing this article. It sounds really good and suitable for late night. Now it may be called early morning. Come and listen to it, but I still like it. Huan Qiyu’s version, I recommend you listen to it and look at the pictures, you’ll get a good feel for it With lyrics Starry starry night starry night paint your palette blue and gray Adjust the paint to grayish white and light blue look out on a summer's day Look out the window at that summer time with eyes that know the darkness in my soul. Your eyes see through the darkness in my soul Shadows on the hills Shadows on the mountains sketch the trees and the daffodils Outline bushes and daffodils catch the breeze and the winter chills Capturing the breeze and winter chill in colors on the snowy linen land. Rendered on the color of snow covering the linen floor And now I understand Now I understand what you tried to say to me What words do you want to tell me and how you suffered for your sanity You are tortured because no one knows you and how you tried to set them free. How you wanted them released They would not listen they did not know how No one wants to listen, no one can understand Perhaps they'll listen now. Maybe only today Starry starry night starry night flaming flowers that brightly blaze The bright red flowers are like bright fireworks swirling clouds in violet haze Swirling clouds shrouded in purple smoke reflect in Vincent's eyes of China blue. Reflected in Van Gogh's blue pupils Colors changing hue Hue evolves with color morning fields of amber grain Dawn fields, amber rice fields weathered faces lined in pain The weathered earth convulsively folds are smoothed beneath the artist's loving hand. The brush of love strokes it smooth And now I understand Now I understand what you tried to say to me What words do you want to tell me and how you suffered for your sanity You are tortured because no one knows you and how you tried to set them free. How you wanted them released They would not listen they did not know how No one wants to listen, no one can understand Perhaps they'll listen now. Maybe only today For they could not love you No one has ever loved you but still your love was true But your tenderness is always strong and when no hope was left in sight on that There is no hope in that starry starry night. starry night You took your life as lovers often do, You take your own life, the grudge who lost your love But I could have told you Vincent If I were in Van Gogh, I would tell you this world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. Perfect like you, this world has never known how to save you Starry starry night starry night portraits hung in empty halls Empty exhibition halls hang portraits frameless heads on nameless walls Frameless avatar placed on an inconspicuous wall with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. Watching this world with uncontrollable nostalgia Like the stranger that you've met No different than strangers who look at you the ragged men in ragged clothes Poor face, ragged clothes the silver thorn of bloody rose Blood red rose with silver thorns lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow. Bending, crushing, covered with flawless snow And now I think I know Now I understand what you tried to say to me What words do you want to tell me and how you suffered for your sanity You are tortured because no one knows you and how you tried to set them free. How you wanted to release them They would not listen they're not listening still No one wants to listen until now perhaps they never will. Maybe no one will ever understand