This entry is about the plan for the play, Vincent’s Yellow. The Plan, like the play, like the book, has developed so naturally that it’s almost suspicious. Why suspicious? I never really feel like I’m planning. I just get ideas and they become plans. I’ll explain. I’ve always thought my play about Vincent and I […]
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August 25th, 2009 Hotel, first night in Arles 9:45am I had a dream where I time traveled. However, this was no run of the mill time travel. I used no power other than my own force, my will power. I sat in a room and said to myself, I will go back thirty years to […]
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Ah, the asylum. It was a good sign that upon entering, the visitor was greeted by Vincent’s statue, and large prints of the paintings he created here on display along the old stone walls. Indeed Saint Paul de Mausole proved itself to be one of the most faithful locations, faithful to you, Vincent. Although you […]
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