My money won’t last me very long this time.
As on my return, I had to pay the baggage costs from Arles.
I retain very good memories of this trip to Paris. A few months ago, I little dared hope to see our friends again. I thought that Dutch lady had a great deal of talent. Lautrec’s painting, portrait of a female musician, is quite astonishing, it moved me when I saw it.
van Gogh-brief
(10 juli 1890)
woensdag 29 juli 2020
wortels (5)
I often think of the little one [Theo's baby, Vincent Willem]...
I believe that certainly it’s better to bring up children than to expend all one’s nervous energy in making paintings, but what can you do, I myself am now - at least I feel I am - too old to retrace my steps, or to desire something else.
This desire has left me, although the moral pain of it remains.
I very much regret not having seen Guillaumin again. But it pleases me that he has seen my canvases. If I’d waited for him, I would probably have stayed to talk with him in such a way as to miss my train.
Wishing you luck and good heart and relative prosperity, please tell Mother and Sister sometime that I think of them very often, besides this morning I have a letter from them and will reply shortly.
Handshakes in thought.
Ever yours,
Vincent
van Gogh-brief
(10 juli 1890)
I believe that certainly it’s better to bring up children than to expend all one’s nervous energy in making paintings, but what can you do, I myself am now - at least I feel I am - too old to retrace my steps, or to desire something else.
This desire has left me, although the moral pain of it remains.
I very much regret not having seen Guillaumin again. But it pleases me that he has seen my canvases. If I’d waited for him, I would probably have stayed to talk with him in such a way as to miss my train.
Wishing you luck and good heart and relative prosperity, please tell Mother and Sister sometime that I think of them very often, besides this morning I have a letter from them and will reply shortly.
Handshakes in thought.
Ever yours,
Vincent
van Gogh-brief
(10 juli 1890)
wortels (4)
Dear brother and sister,
Jo’s [wife of Theo] letter was really like a gospel for me, a deliverance from anguish which I was caused by the rather difficult and laborious hours for us all that I shared with you.
It’s no small thing when all together we feel the daily bread in danger, no small thing when for other causes than that we also feel our existence to be fragile. Once back here, I too still felt very saddened, and had continued to feel the storm that threatens you also weighing upon me.
What can be done – you see I usually try to be quite good-humoured, but my life, too, is attacked at the very root, my step also is faltering. I feared – not completely – but a little nonetheless – that I was a danger to you, living at your expense – but Jo’s letter clearly proves to me that you really feel that for my part I am working and suffering like you.
There – once back here, I set to work again – the brush however almost falling from my hands and – knowing clearly what I wanted, I’ve painted another three large canvases since then. They’re immense stretches of wheatfields under turbulent skies, and I made a point of trying to express sadness, extreme loneliness.
You’ll see this soon, I hope – for I hope to bring them to you in Paris as soon as possible, since I’d almost believe that these canvases will tell you what I can’t say in words, what I consider healthy and fortifying about the countryside.
Now the third canvas is Daubigny’s garden, a painting I’d been thinking about ever since I’ve been here.
I hope with all my heart that the planned journey [Theo, Jo and their little baby, to Leiden, on July 15th] may provide you with a little distraction.
Jo’s [wife of Theo] letter was really like a gospel for me, a deliverance from anguish which I was caused by the rather difficult and laborious hours for us all that I shared with you.
It’s no small thing when all together we feel the daily bread in danger, no small thing when for other causes than that we also feel our existence to be fragile. Once back here, I too still felt very saddened, and had continued to feel the storm that threatens you also weighing upon me.
What can be done – you see I usually try to be quite good-humoured, but my life, too, is attacked at the very root, my step also is faltering. I feared – not completely – but a little nonetheless – that I was a danger to you, living at your expense – but Jo’s letter clearly proves to me that you really feel that for my part I am working and suffering like you.
There – once back here, I set to work again – the brush however almost falling from my hands and – knowing clearly what I wanted, I’ve painted another three large canvases since then. They’re immense stretches of wheatfields under turbulent skies, and I made a point of trying to express sadness, extreme loneliness.
You’ll see this soon, I hope – for I hope to bring them to you in Paris as soon as possible, since I’d almost believe that these canvases will tell you what I can’t say in words, what I consider healthy and fortifying about the countryside.
Now the third canvas is Daubigny’s garden, a painting I’d been thinking about ever since I’ve been here.
I hope with all my heart that the planned journey [Theo, Jo and their little baby, to Leiden, on July 15th] may provide you with a little distraction.
van Gogh-brief
(10 juli 1890)
wortels (3)
You were right to tell Tasset that the geranium lake should be included after all, he sent it, I’ve just checked — all the colours that Impressionism has made fashionable are unstable, all the more reason boldly to use them too raw, time will only soften them too much.
So the whole order I made up, in other words the 3 chromes (the orange, the yellow, the lemon), the Prussian blue, the emerald, the madder lakes, the Veronese green, the orange lead, all of that is hardly found in the Dutch palette, Maris, Mauve and Israëls.
But it’s found in that of Delacroix, who had a passion for the two colours most disapproved of, and for the best of reasons, lemon and Prussian blue. All the same, I think he did superb things with them, blues and lemon yellows.
Handshake to you, to Koning and once again many thanks for the colours.
Ever yours,
van Gogh-brief
(11 april 1888)
wortels (2)
I would really like to have seen the embodiment of Marat you spoke about the other day. That would certainly interest me very much. Unwittingly, I imagine Marat as the — moral — equivalent (but more powerful) of Xanthippe — the woman whose love turned sour. Who nevertheless is still touching — but in the end it’s not as jolly as Guy de Maupassant’s La Maison Tellier.
Has De Lautrec finished his painting of a woman leaning on a little café table?
If I manage to learn, how to work up the studies I’ve done from life on another canvas, we’d gain in terms of possible sales. I hope to succeed in doing it here — and that’s why I’m making a trial effort with the two paintings that will go to Holland, and on the other hand, you’ll have them too, and in this way there’s nothing reckless.
van Gogh-brief
(11 april 1888)
wortels (1)
My dear Theo,
It’s awfully good of you to have sent me the complete order of colours, I’ve just received them, but haven’t yet had the time to check them. I’m so pleased about it.
Today has been a good day too. This morning I worked on an orchard of plum trees in blossom — suddenly a tremendous wind began to blow, an effect I’d only ever seen here — and came back again at intervals. In the intervals, sunshine that made all the little white flowers sparkle. It was so beautiful!
My friend the Dane came to join me, and at risk and peril every moment of seeing the whole lot of it on the ground I carried on painting — in this white effect there’s a lot of yellow with blue and lilac, the sky is white and blue.
But as for the execution of what we do out of doors like this, what will they say? Well, let’s wait and see.
So, after supper I started on the same painting I intend for Tersteeg, ‘The Langlois bridge’, for you. And I’d really like to make a repetition of that one for Jet Mauve too, because since I’m spending so much, we mustn’t lose sight of the fact that we’ve got to try to get some back, of this money that’s quickly slipping away.
Afterwards I was sorry, I hadn’t asked for the colours from père Tanguy anyway, although there isn’t the least advantage in that — on the contrary — but he’s such a funny fellow, and I still think of him often. Don’t forget to say hello to him for me if you see him, and tell him that if he’d like any paintings for his shop window, he can have some from here, and the best.
Ah, it seems to me more and more that people are the root of everything, and although it remains for ever a melancholy feeling not to find oneself in real life, in the sense that it would be better to work in flesh itself than colour or plaster, in the sense that it would be better to make children than to make paintings or to do business, at the same time you feel you’re living when you consider that you have friends among those who themselves aren’t in real life either.
But precisely because what is in people’s hearts is also the heart of business, we have to conquer friendships in Holland, or rather revive them. All the more so since, as far as the cause of Impressionism goes, we have little to fear at the moment of not winning through.
And it’s because of this victory, that’s almost guaranteed in advance, that for our part we have to have good manners and do everything calmly.
van Gogh-brief
(11 april 1888)
It’s awfully good of you to have sent me the complete order of colours, I’ve just received them, but haven’t yet had the time to check them. I’m so pleased about it.
Today has been a good day too. This morning I worked on an orchard of plum trees in blossom — suddenly a tremendous wind began to blow, an effect I’d only ever seen here — and came back again at intervals. In the intervals, sunshine that made all the little white flowers sparkle. It was so beautiful!
My friend the Dane came to join me, and at risk and peril every moment of seeing the whole lot of it on the ground I carried on painting — in this white effect there’s a lot of yellow with blue and lilac, the sky is white and blue.
But as for the execution of what we do out of doors like this, what will they say? Well, let’s wait and see.
So, after supper I started on the same painting I intend for Tersteeg, ‘The Langlois bridge’, for you. And I’d really like to make a repetition of that one for Jet Mauve too, because since I’m spending so much, we mustn’t lose sight of the fact that we’ve got to try to get some back, of this money that’s quickly slipping away.
Afterwards I was sorry, I hadn’t asked for the colours from père Tanguy anyway, although there isn’t the least advantage in that — on the contrary — but he’s such a funny fellow, and I still think of him often. Don’t forget to say hello to him for me if you see him, and tell him that if he’d like any paintings for his shop window, he can have some from here, and the best.
Ah, it seems to me more and more that people are the root of everything, and although it remains for ever a melancholy feeling not to find oneself in real life, in the sense that it would be better to work in flesh itself than colour or plaster, in the sense that it would be better to make children than to make paintings or to do business, at the same time you feel you’re living when you consider that you have friends among those who themselves aren’t in real life either.
But precisely because what is in people’s hearts is also the heart of business, we have to conquer friendships in Holland, or rather revive them. All the more so since, as far as the cause of Impressionism goes, we have little to fear at the moment of not winning through.
And it’s because of this victory, that’s almost guaranteed in advance, that for our part we have to have good manners and do everything calmly.
van Gogh-brief
(11 april 1888)
maandag 27 juli 2020
abu dhabi ii
Labels:
eenheid,
intelligentie,
islam,
universiteit,
vrouw
abu dhabi i
'as a universal museum...
we aim
to bring different cultures together
to shine fresh light
on the common stories
of humanity
beyond individual civilizations
times or places'
parijs 5
verrassingen !
van Parijs naar Issoudun
van het I.M.A. via de Galerie Lemand
naar de tondo als zeldzaam schilderijtype...
tour du monde !
van Parijs naar Issoudun
van het I.M.A. via de Galerie Lemand
naar de tondo als zeldzaam schilderijtype...
tour du monde !
parijs 3
I.M.A.gination !
'44 oeuvres
527 625 € !!
des acheteurs de 4 continents
3 nouveaux records mondiaux établis...
la vente organisée par Claude et France Lemand
et Christie’s Paris a dépassé toutes les attentes !'
-
dat allemaal
om nieuwe kunst te bekostigen
van jonge 'Arabische' kunstenaars !
'44 oeuvres
527 625 € !!
des acheteurs de 4 continents
3 nouveaux records mondiaux établis...
la vente organisée par Claude et France Lemand
et Christie’s Paris a dépassé toutes les attentes !'
-
dat allemaal
om nieuwe kunst te bekostigen
van jonge 'Arabische' kunstenaars !
zondag 26 juli 2020
historisch !
men onderschat
hoe belangrijk dit moment is
voor ál wie gelooft
voor de hele mensheid zelfs !
in het herstel
van het weer opeisen
van de plek die religie in de samenleving
toekomt
échte religie
in een wérkelijk humane samenleving !
hoe belangrijk dit moment is
voor ál wie gelooft
voor de hele mensheid zelfs !
in het herstel
van het weer opeisen
van de plek die religie in de samenleving
toekomt
échte religie
in een wérkelijk humane samenleving !
jona
het verhaal van Jona en de walvis
zoals het verteld wordt in de Islam !
zoals het verteld wordt in de Islam !
mensen v/d tuin
donderdag 23 juli 2020
koran 5-
Labels:
geschiedenis,
intelligentie,
islam,
koran
koran 4-
Labels:
geschiedenis,
intelligentie,
islam,
koran
woensdag 22 juli 2020
talut 2
deel 2:
'wealth or poverty aren't the things
that matter in kingship...'
wijsheid wel
en het talent om te leiden
van wie kwam die wijsheid ?
van wie het talent ?
moéten wij weten waarom ?
of vertrouwen we God...
'wealth or poverty aren't the things
that matter in kingship...'
wijsheid wel
en het talent om te leiden
van wie kwam die wijsheid ?
van wie het talent ?
moéten wij weten waarom ?
of vertrouwen we God...
talut 1
Talut...
kennen wij als Saul
de koning uit de verhalen
rondom David en reus Goliath...
hoe wordt het verteld in de Islam?
deel 1:
hoe Saul niet begon als koning
maar als eenvoudige leerlooier
en schaapherder...
wijs, weliswaar...
kennen wij als Saul
de koning uit de verhalen
rondom David en reus Goliath...
hoe wordt het verteld in de Islam?
deel 1:
hoe Saul niet begon als koning
maar als eenvoudige leerlooier
en schaapherder...
wijs, weliswaar...
dinsdag 21 juli 2020
omar -3
omar -2
I have never regretted my silence
as for my speech, I have regretted it many times
~Omar ibn al-Khattab~
as for my speech, I have regretted it many times
~Omar ibn al-Khattab~
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