a[n] [auto]biography and a love story.
I am back. On trains all day from Arles. Arles that charmed me in some ways, and in other ways… I stood where the Yellow House used to be. It got bombed during WWII. But it was almost better because I could occupy the same space as you… All the trains I took today seated […]
Fri, August 28 2009 » Personal, Travel » 1 Comment
(photo by Tim Caldwell) I learned many, many things today in my research, but one particular thing is that Vincent liked olives. During one visit to his brother, in the last few months of his life, he bought olives every day and more or less forced his brother and his sister-in-law to eat them. I […]
Fri, August 7 2009 » Personal, Research » No Comments
Teresa rests her head on Vincent´s shoulder. She wears a sleeping mask over her eyes and an inflatable neck pillow. Both are covered by an airline blanket. Vincent: Where are we? Teresa (sleepy): On a plane. Vincent: A what? Teresa: We´re flying. Vincent: Right now? Teresa: Yes. To Amsterdam. Vincent: To Amsterdam? From the United […]
Wed, August 5 2009 » Personal » No Comments