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when colors speak...

It is so real, isn't it? 

I loved the colors...


Woods are calling me....


A silence... A path... A spiritual feeling... drowning in Orange effect  


- Vincent Van Gogh 
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Ghost Rider said…
The woods are perhaps the best in terms of realism!
June 8, 2010 at 12:44 PM
Unknown said…
ah, nice to see another Van Gough fan. Have you read Lust for life ?
September 10, 2010 at 12:23 PM
@ngel ~ said…
yeah I have read that n wrote an article on dat too , hope u would like it -
http://prosepot.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html

:)
September 10, 2010 at 8:16 PM
Unknown said…
Hey Nice article. Lust for life is one of the best biographical book I have ever read. Hope to see some of his paintings :)
September 11, 2010 at 1:55 AM
@ngel ~ said…
thanks :)
It was first biography I ever read , n i loved it. One autobiography I love is Harivansh Rai Bacchan's ... :)

U can visit Vincent's site to see his works..
September 11, 2010 at 7:12 AM
Unknown said…
Yes, I know that. I have used Starry Night as my wallpaper for long time. I want to see his work by eyes..may be visit some of the museums where his paintings are...
September 11, 2010 at 8:49 AM
Unknown said…
hey just watched a documentry on Van Gough. It was nice..it was from BBC and the documentry series is called power of art.
October 25, 2010 at 4:26 AM
@ngel ~ said…
wow thanks for the piece of info. :) I wish I could watch...
October 25, 2010 at 7:46 AM
Unknown said…
i guess you can find them online or try torrents..
October 25, 2010 at 7:53 AM
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