My paints are currently ready to board a big plane. (That’s what she said, **rim shot**) In this life, so much of what we cannot control is caustic. The intrusive things we see, hear and smell make their way into … Continue reading →
To be an artist it is necessary to live with our eyes wide open, to breathe in the colors of the mountain and sky, to know the sound of leaves rustling, the smell of snow, the texture of bark. It … Continue reading →
Via the Van Gogh museum During his short life, Van Gogh did not allow his flame to go out. Fire and embers were his brushes during the few years of his life, whilst he burned out for his art. I … Continue reading →
Letter #332 From: Vincent van Gogh To: Anthon van Rappard Date: The Hague, on or about Wednesday, 21 March 1883 I dislike writing or talking about technique in general, Rappard — although all the same I sometimes long to talk … Continue reading →
My religion consists of a humble admiration of the illimitable superior spirit who reveals himself in the slight details we are able to perceive with our frail and feeble mind.
