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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Vincent, after seeing the room where you lived and died, I needed a break. I took a lovely walk around the whole town for a good three hours, stopping to eat a sandwich on the side of the road. You would also take long walks, and I went as far as necessary to see every […]
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Auvers, where you lived for such a brief period – the last of your life – in 1890. Auvers, where you painted seventy paintings in seventy days. Auvers, where you shot yourself, where you died, where your bones still reside. A block from the train stop, things look familiar. The town hall. Ghosts greet me. […]
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