The Van man and Mor

Nothing really struck me as interesting or artistic or skillfully done in Morandi's paintings, but as I looked at them longer i opened my mind.  I saw them through different eyes.

I saw them through a child's eyes, through a colorblind persons eyes.  I saw them through rain and glass, and through these different lenses the beauty shown threw to me.  The paleness and similarity of colors and the shake edges all seem so bland when glanced at and taken in at face value.  But when viewed and grasped as the work of it truly is then it becomes vivid and expressive.  Expressing emotions, emotions running down the edges of the bottles, hazing the edges and the lines if they were there.  The backgrounds expresses the same alternative sight aspect to them. 

As for Van Gogh, I enjoyed his paintings from the moment I took them in.  I welcomed the sheer, simple beauty and vivacity of them.  His paintings seem almost as if they are mosaics.  The colors jump out at you and are simply beautiful, bright, deep blues spilling from the painting into the reaches of reality.  Deep greens filling the void that is the unreality behind paintings.  The blend they share, and the deep stretches of colors and hues saturating until they become a completely different color, no longer the hue it started as.  The orange in Sunflowers reflects light from the sun itself,  The yellow squeezed from the sun and the highlights from the stars.  The plant itself grows out of the vase, out of the picture.  Growing into our world and out into the next.  His two paintings are so different yet so similar, both vivid expressions of life and beauty, both vividly beautiful.