I've been thinking about Van Gogh a lot today. I think about him a lot in general, but today specifically, when reading what he wrote in his letters to his brother is bringing me to tears.
How he thought about art, and love, and God (or that what we choose to call God) - it all resonates with me in an utterly pleasing and completely dismantling way. It breaks me apart.
"What am I in the eyes of most people - a nonentity, an eccentric or an unpleasant person - somebody who has no position in society and never will have, in short, the lowest of the low.
How he thought about art, and love, and God (or that what we choose to call God) - it all resonates with me in an utterly pleasing and completely dismantling way. It breaks me apart.
"What am I in the eyes of most people - a nonentity, an eccentric or an unpleasant person - somebody who has no position in society and never will have, in short, the lowest of the low.
All right, then - even if that were absolutely true, then I should one day like to show by my work what such an eccentric, such a nobody, has in his heart.
That is my ambition, based less on resentment than on love malgré tout [in spite of everything], based more on a feeling of serenity than on passion."
- Letter from Vincent van Gogh to Theo van Gogh The Hague, 21 July 1882
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