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Ekphrasis – “the poet speaks of art” The visual description of art is called ekphrasis; it was created by the ancient Greeks. The goal of this literary form is to make the reader envision the subject described as if it were physically present. In many cases, however, the subject never actually existed, making the ekphrastic description a demonstration of both the creative imagination and the skill of the writer.
Or HOW ONE ART FORM INSPIRES & TRANSLATES INTO ANOTHER ART FORM
The Group of SevenThe Group of Seven formed in 1920 Franklin Carmichael Lawren S. Harris Alexander Young Jackson Frank H. Johnston Arthur Lismer J.E.H. MacDonald Frederick H. Varley
Franklin Carmichael: Mirror Lake
The Pool: Tom Thompson
Winter Charlevoix: A.Y. JACKSON
Houses St Urbain Quebec: A.Y. JACKSON
LAWREN HARRIS: Arctic Scene $2 million
LAWREN HARRIS: Maligne Lake
EMILY CARR & her love of trees.
DONALD FLATHER: Furry Creek Shannon Falls
THE ELDERS ARE WATCHING: Roy Henry Vickers
ROY HENRY VICKERS: Siwash Rock
ROY HENRY VICKERS: Tyee Moon
Show Don’t Tell: a descriptive paragraph REVIEW AND PRESET
NOW, WRITE A SHORT 3-5 LINE POEM USING THE IMAGERY IN YOUR DESCRIPTIVE PARAGRAPH.
TO DATE: -A place -A photo SHOW DON’T TELL - A descriptive paragraph FREE VERSE POETRY
According to Brueghel when Icarus fell it was spring a farmer was ploughing his field the whole pageantry of the year was awake tingling near the edge of the sea concerned with itself sweating in the sun that melted the wings' wax. Insignificantly off the coast, there was a splash quite unnoticed; this was Icarus drowning Bruegel’s: Landscape with the fall of Icarus
The Starry Night By Anne SextonAnne Sexton That does not keep me from having a terrible need of—shall I say the word— religion. Then I go out at night to paint the stars. Vincent Van Gogh in a letter to his brother The town does not exist except where one black-haired tree slips up like a drowned woman into the hot sky. The town is silent. The night boils with eleven stars. Oh starry, starry night! This is how I want to die. It moves. They are all alive. Even the moon bulges in its orange irons to push children, like a god, from its eye. The old unseen serpent swallows up the stars. Oh starry, starry night! This is how I want to die: into that rushing beast of the night, sucked up by that great dragon, to split from my life with no flag, no belly, no cry.
Vincent (Starry, Starry Night) Lyrics 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 you 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 fields 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 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 stranger that you've met, the ragged man in 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 you sanity How you tried to set them free They would not listen they're not listening still Perhaps they never will.
The assignment: Find and print a work of art that intrigues you. Bring this to class tomorrow.
1.WRITE A SHOW DON’T TELL DESCRIPTIVE PARAGRAPH ON THE ART WORK. 2.WHAT DOES THE WORK MAKE YOU THINK ABOUT. WHAT THEME IS REVEALED. 3.BRAINSTORM ACTION WORDS TO DESCRIBE THE ARTIST’S METHOD