A true visionary with a sensitive eye, delicate heart and a very stubborn head. His letters are comprised of his Ethos; every word he wrote, every book he read, every place he went, was to create a cohesive universe of his art. His ideas were simple yet revolutionary, which makes his paintings timeless. Of love- It is a cruel irony that one so sensitive to the shades of colour cannot see into the heart of those who love him. Or perhaps he does, and paints it into the frame instead, and it is but the price of his trade that he never finds it for himself. The “incident” of the ear is such a shame, for it takes away from the subtly his feelings, and ‘paints’ his image as a madman. May his sleep be as colourful as his sunflowers, and he never run out of paint.
“The heart of man is very much like the sea, if has its storms, it has its tides and in its depths it has pearls too.”
“To express the love of two lovers by the marriage of two complimentary colours, their blending and their contrast, the mysterious vibrations of related tones. To express the thought of a brow by the radiance of a light tone against a dark background. To express hope by some star. Someone’s passion by the radiance of the setting sun. That’s certainly no realistic trompe l’oeil, but something that really exists, isn’t it?”
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