LITERATURE , MUSIC & ART

ABOUT WATER

Daniel SadykovRiga Ostvald Secondary SchoolForm 6.d

Water is life. Literature – image and reflection of life.

L. N. Tolstoy used the image of the river for camparison.

Human being are like rivers – the water in all of them, and at every point, is the same, and each of them is narrow at one point andswift of other, wide at some points, calm at other, clear at some points, cold at other, muddy at some points,warm at other. And so it is with humanning. Every man bears within him the germs of every human quality.

Russian literature in the way of the see associated with freedom.

To the Sea.

Farewell, free element, o Sea!For one last time I watch your tideRoll azure waves in front of meAnd shine in beauty full of priede.

„Music, like the rain, drop by drop seeps into the heart animates it.”

Rollan Romen.

Georg Frideric Handl’s„Water Music” (1717 yr.)

Orchestral suite that was written for theKing of England. Water is also the subject of poetry found around the world. Music intended for performance during swimming royal cortege on the Thames.

Admining the beauty of nature P.I.Tshaikovsky gave his mood music.

„Barcarolle”

June from The Seasons by Tshaikovsky.

A barcarolle is a folk song sung by Venetian gondoljer’s.A „Barcarolle” is characterized by a rhythm reminisent of the gondoljer’s stroke. Gently rocking music.Wigyle it accompanies all „Barcarolle”.

Water is a mirror, reflecting our lives.Art is a mirror, but it does not reflect the life, and the spectator.

Oscar Wilde.

Old Man with Water Studies.

Studies of water passing obstacles and falling.

Drawings by the great Renaissance painter and inventor Leonardo da Vinci give us a sense of water’s movement and dynamic quality.

I.Levitan „Spring Flood”.

But the waters of spring are rising already, Flooding the sleeping earth,Sparkling beneath the sky.

Water Dragon

Water is the most unexplored element in the art. Water represents mystery, unique appearance of nature. The art can be created from water.

Water has no taste, no color, no odor; it cannot be defined, art relished while ever mysterious. Not necessary to life, but rather life itself. It fills us with a gratification that exceeds the delight of the senses.

ANTOINE DE SAINT-EXUPERY.

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