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Tuesday, January 23, 2007

Van Gogh and blog

Self portrait (1887)
"I wish they would only take me as I am. "
Vincent van Gogh
a dedicated painter
2000+ works
sold one
failed to conform
failed to be understood
failed to be loved
never failed to live - in his own world

Vincent van Gogh
unwell? insane?
schizophrenia, bipolar, syphilis?
temporal lobe epilepsy, acute intermittent porphyria?
malnutrition, alcohol, smoking, absinthe? Yes.
Vincent van Gogh
North Brabant, Borinage, Brussels
Etten, Drenthe and The Hague, Nuenen
Antwerp, Paris, Arles
Saint-Rémy, Auvers-Sur-Oise
Whose heart was your home?

Vincent van Gogh

You became recognised, famous, loved; your works were admired, studied, sought-after.

Just a little too late for you to see.

Your Portrait of Dr Gauchet was recorded as the 4th most expensive painting ever sold (at $82.5 million in 1990 - roughly $127.3 million nowadays).

Yet you were living in poverty and once recalled yourself having had only 5 hot meals in months.

Why?

If only there was this strange thing called 'blog' in your times ...

you could have uploaded your works on your blog ...

auction your paintings on the internet ...

billions of people could have had a chance to see your sunflowers, your starry nights, your wheat fields, your bedroom ...

your talent.

doctors would have been fascinated by your illness, dying to give you a proper diagnosis ...

If only there was blog in your times.

被人嫌怪 被人辭退 被情人騙去絕望的感情 傻到留下耳朵給情人做裝飾的怪客 誰受過他感動 還是覺得驚嚇 畫完無數麥田和向日葵 贏到了後代的收藏研究 無奈有生之年才售得出一個客

(畫意 - 王菀之)

The Potato Eaters (1885)

Bedroom in Arles (1888)

Portrait of Dr Gachet (1890)

Starry Night over the Rhone (1888)

"When I have a terrible need of - shall I say the word - religion. Then I go out and paint the stars."

The Starry Night (1889)

Vincent's last words, "La tristesse durera toujours", meaning "the sadness will last forever".

For they could not love you

But still your love was true

And when no hope was left inside

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

(lyrics from Vincent, by Don McLean)

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

that was sexy baby -- eh, i mean romantic

Anonymous said...

it's sad isn't it?!

Jike said...

Fundamentally, a misfortune character played in the wrong instance, the exception of leaving works of genius to the world. Vincent Van Gogh, his talented contribution made deeply moved with full of respect by admirers instead. Really a sad story!
mum

Anonymous said...

who is this Gaga V
that she writes so romantically, she captures the essence of love,
as if it wereperfume from the heavens above

Grabiel said...

She is as unreachable as the star in the sky, yet close enough for you to whisper endearments to her ears.