A Song a day: 10th Dec 2014 (畫意

Wednesday, December 10, 2014

10th Dec 2014 (畫意 – Ivana Wong)

The song that I pick for today is “畫意” by Ivana Wong. This was one of the songs from Ivana’s early career period. Back then I didn’t really like the song as I feel the tempo is a bit weird and it is just no of my liking. But now listening to it again, it feels different and I start to like it more. The title of the song can be translated as “Drawing sense”.

The lyrics of the song are quite abstract, it is about the life of Vincent Van Gogh. It said, other think that he was weird, he got fired, he was tricked by his lover in the hopeless relationship, so crazy that he left his ear behind for his lover as a decoration. Who was touched by his acts? Or perhaps felt more scare? The pain of love has been completely forgotten. He is full of sickness and poor, but still never regret that he hadn’t sold a sing one, but still keep drawing. All he hope for was to draw out the light of the world, so that happiness could spread. Ignore the pale coloured skin and the bad things in the past, it is such a wasted to use all those colourful warm colour. You have heard of Van Gogh right? How many million does it worth? It is hard to explain his personality. People who tried so hard to live would understand that he got the right to scribble, and perhaps his pocket was not completely empty. Drawn so many farms and sunflowers that wined over the collectors and researchers. Sadly, during his life he only managed to sold one of his drawing. Sadly those hook, those stroke, only worth two hundred. Many people tried, many people tried to buy these art masterpieces, but never got the attention back in the time. Perhaps it is only when the person die then we could calculate how much he worth? Perhaps compromising, perhaps letting go of your own style and follow the trend will lead you to success? Sold then bought, sold then bought, who is the one that set the price? The person that uses his artistic skill to live, who would have thought that he once stayed in a mental hospital. He wasn’t confused even thought his life was so tough, but he left behind his style. Wanted to have a clear mind, but sadly sick. Looking at a person life or his sadness. At the end of his life he still willing to draw, still giving to the world. Look at him, the way that he look at the sky, so brilliant, it shows the world to be so pale. Hope you will like the song.