If Amsterdam was a wide embrace, if the Kröller-Müller was a sweet smile, if Nuenen was chill breath, and Auvers, hot tears… Paris was a wary look. From the moment I set foot on the Rue de Dunkerque, I felt that Paris would endure my visit, but it did not necessarily wish me well. There […]
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What I think is the best life, oh without even the slightest shadow of a doubt, is a life made up of long years of being in touch with nature out of doors — and with the something on high — unfathomable, ‘awfully Unnameable’, because one can’t find a name for it — above that nature. […]
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One of the things that Vincent and I have in common is a love of old things. The worn, the rusted, the aged – that which many people find messy or ugly – is beautiful to me because it speaks of the time that has passed, the character of a place, the history of what […]
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