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在时尚博客里时么常会看到一些喜欢的设计和艺术作品。有作品本身，也有很多对前人作品的节选和演绎。一起来分享其中一些。首先就是这幅星空。看到它就会想起那首纪念梵高的同名歌曲。把歌和歌词也放上来，一起庆祝艺术家设计师们对艺术，美，和创造的热爱及贡献。Enjoy!
1 Von Gough Starry Night. Via: iancurtiswishlists.tumblr 三维星空
2 Olga. Albert Ràfols-Casamada (Spain, 1923-2009) Via: womenreading.tumblr
趟步儿上有一个博客只放女子读书的作品，美极了，推荐一下
3 Hunters in the Snow, Winter, Pieter Bruegel the Elder, 1565. Source: pmikos.tumblr 热闹的滑冰场总是充满生机的
4 Flowers in a Terracotta Vase, 1736-7, Jan van Huysum, The National Gallery, London. Via: pinterest
画家对晶莹的葡萄和灿烂的花儿的描绘竟能比实物摄影更加打动人
5 Paulus Theodorus van Brussel - Flowers in a Vase. Via: pinterest
画家这色彩光影层次的创作令人惊叹
6 Via: all-things-bright-and-beyootiful.tumblr
这应当是一张地毯。清新的地毯是我的种爱。这就是接近“青”的颜色
7 Via: stareos.tumblr 新颖的纸画
8 Via: portails.tumblr
这样的图案设计有名字来着,等我想起来再加上。我喜欢它们青花般的单色创作
9 Via: giphy.com 蛋糕装饰在我也是艺术创作。一直不明白玫瑰是怎么做出来的，看了这个动画终于明白了
10 Inna Kapustenko's children's book illustrations. Via: therayograph.com
儿童画册总是我喜欢的，小时候没看够的后遗症吧
11 Via: supersight.tumblr 这不是工笔但同样细腻,非常欣赏
12 Via: kairoscler-osis.tumblr 蒙娜丽莎的精彩演绎.热爱这其中的每一个色块
13 By: Emily Green at http://emilygreen.bigcartel.com/. Via: downandoutchic.blogspot 彩色的金鱼泡泡你喜欢吗？
14 Via: eliapan.tumblr 静谧而奇幻的星空
Don McLean - Vincent (Starry, Starry Night)
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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 your 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 field of amber grain,
Weathered faces lined in pain,
Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
How you suffered for your sanity,
How you tried to set them free.
They would not listen, they did not know how.
Perhaps they'll listen now.
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 head on nameless walls,
With eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
Like the strangers that you've met,
The ragged men in the 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 your sanity,
How you tried to set them free.
They would not listen, they're not listening still.
Perhaps they never will...
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