a[n] [auto]biography and a love story.
I am in Paris. I went to the Musée d’Orsay. I was overwhelmed. A whole room for him, and many of his greatest works. He has exhausted me. But everytime I feel I am drowning, he smiles. Sat across from a young man today on the train who is travelling around Europe following Van Gogh, […]
Thu, August 13 2009 » Personal, Travel » 3 Comments
I just want to say, I went to Nuenen, where Vincent stayed with his parents for two years and painted much of his work from his early, dark period. I walked for three hours in the pouring rain, with a lousy umbrella and thin poncho and a cheeky grin. When I arrived at his father’s […]
Wed, August 12 2009 » Personal » 2 Comments
My friend, Tim Caldwell, managed to sneakily get some shots of me a few days ago at the Van Gogh Museum (where they don’t allow photographs), when I saw Vincent’s painting The Yellow House for the first time; I had actually missed it on the first visit. It seems rather bland in prints, but I should’ve known […]
Wed, August 12 2009 » Personal » 3 Comments