viernes, 27 de noviembre de 2015

Favourite piece of Art: "The starry night"

Hi everyone! Today I want to write about my favourite piece of art, in this case, one paint: The Starry Night. It's painter was Vincent van Gogh, he was a Post-Impressionist dutch painter. The Post-Impressionist is a predominant in French art movement. He use wet oil painting and fines paints brush."The Starry Night" in one of the most monuments in the history of the Western culture. 

This piece of art was painted on June of 1889 in one room of the asylum Saint-Rémy-de-Provence. It represent the view from one window of the room. The element could you see (or you could connect with the reality) are: a big sun and little "stars" of the yellow colour, one mountain or something like that, many houses surrounded by hills. Its a very strange painting.

I like this painting because I like the technique, colour and forms and also because it expresses many things like a dream. The colours more recurrent are black, blue, light blue, green and yellow, but all are mix in the painting and have differents tones.

In this moment you can see this painting in Museum of Modern Art in New York city. Maybe, this painting is the most famous work of van Gogh and many people know that.


viernes, 6 de noviembre de 2015

A photograph I like

Hello everyone! Today I will write about one photo that I like: My birthday number twenty. My sister took this photo...she took every photos this day, is a fanatic to the camera and "artistic" photos.

In this picture we are my mother and me in our home. I was so happy this day, because my family gift me my favorite cake: Selva Negra. In the photo you see me with my mom and you see the beautiful candles in the cake.

This photo was taken on 5th August of this year, in the afternoon. I remember that morning, I went to the university very sad, because only my mom and my little brother told me "Happy Birthday! When I wake up, I thought my sister and my dad had forgotten my birthday...because they only told me: "Bye" when I go out to the house. But in the afternoon, my dad and my brothers gift me a present and they told me: "Sorry...Happy Birthday!".

I like this photo because I see myself happy and the candles lights our faces and stand out the moment. I think the most important in a birthday is stay with family or friends and special cake. The cake is a symbol of this festivity.