Thursday Doors
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Today, I’m sharing some doors from the Munch Museum in Oslo and a few of Edvard Munch’s fabulous expressionist paintings.
Britannica says: Expressionism, In the visual arts, artistic style in which the artist depicts not objective reality but the subjective emotions that objects or events arouse. This aim is accomplished through the distortion and exaggeration of shape and the vivid or violent application of colour.
You can read more about expressionism here: https://www.britannica.com/summary/Expressionism
We were lucky enough to see two of The Scream exhibits (out of three). A testimony to how long I spent in this museum.
A selection of paintings at the Munch Museum. I like the horse best:
A few paintings in the red room at the Munch Museum (creepy!)
A large oil on canvas painting called The Researchers
Other than The Scream, my three favourite Munch paintings in order of my admiration.
d’Verse poetry prompt by Lillian
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- Choose one of the images above (they are the only images we have permission to use) and write a poem that either describes the image or is in some way motivated by/connected to the image.
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Yesterday my poem was a bit dismal so I’m giving you something fun and imaginative today.
Mr Moon Helps Out
With a last hurrah of lavish red splendor, the sun sinks below the horizon.
The insects are preparing for the ball. There’s a great sense of anticipation.
At the venue, the coordinator, Miss Spider, throws her hands up in despair.
The glow worm is sick, her light pale and dim. Miss Spider cries: “It’s so unfair!
I’ve been planning this party for months and now the lighting system has failed.
I need to think of a substitute quickly or our autumn celebration will be derailed.”
“Mr Moon can help us,” suggested young Dave Earthworm. “He has a lovely light.”
“Your right,” said Jack Centipede. “Even his current half-face is wonderfully bright.”
“Brilliant boys,” said Miss Spider. “Mr Moon is the perfect solution to our complication.
Go with Miss Dragonfly in her courier basket and see if he’ll light up our celebration.”
The entire support band set off, with Miss Dragonfly setting a rapid flying pace.
By the time they reached Mr Moon, she felt like she’d run a long and hilly race.
The question was posed and Mr Moon was agreeable: “I’m delighted to be of service.”
“We’ll have to transport you on your side, tied with silken strings, so don’t be nervous.”
Jack said: “Jemima Silkworm has spun several silken strings to help us transport you.
Don’t worry about a thing, Miss Dragonfly’s a great flyer and we’re a competent crew.”
The youngsters set about their work with hearty good will and the job was soon done.
Dave said: “Now it’s time to get back to the ballroom and kick off the evening’s fun.”
The group got back from their adventures just before the first guests started to arrive.
Mr Moon’s light highlighted their colourful outfits as the insects started to dance and jive.
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