I have just shown Mr. Makybe the beginnings of my Starry Night painting. And he said good God no wonder he killed himself!
He was going to get steak and chips for his tea tonight, now I'm not so sure
I have just shown Mr. Makybe the beginnings of my Starry Night painting. And he said good God no wonder he killed himself!He was going to get steak and chips for his tea tonight, now I'm not so sure
When Vincent van Gogh got out of hospital in January 1889, with a white bandage covering the place where his left ear had been, he immediately went back to work in his house next to a cafe in the southern French town of Arles.
A still life he painted that month looks like a determined attempt to hold on to the things of this world, to quell his inner turbulence by concentrating on the solid facts of his life.
Around a sturdy wooden table he has laid out a symbolic array of the simple pillars of his existence. Four onions. A medical self-help book. A candle. The pipe and tobacco he found steadying. A letter from his brother Theo. A teapot. And one more thing: a large, emptied bottle of absinthe.
9pm will answer the question ?
Ear ear.....When Vincent van Gogh got out of hospital in January 1889, with a white bandage covering the place where his left ear had been, he immediately went back to work in his house next to a cafe in the southern French town of Arles. A still lif
For all Van gogh's admirers & artists....Museum’s first exhibition focusing on Van Gogh and his illness.15 July - 25 September 2016Visiting address:Museumplein 61071 DJ Amsterdamlink :https://www.vangoghmuseum.nl/en/whats-on/exhibitions/on-the-verg
I went to an exhibition in Amsterdam, a couple of years ago, it wasn't his museum. It was 3D or something. It was excellent, that's where I realised how much I liked his paintings.
I went to an exhibition in Amsterdam, a couple of years ago, it wasn't his museum. It was 3D or something. It was excellent, that's where I realised how much I liked his paintings.
Starry, starry night. Paint your palette blue and grey, Look out on a summer's day, With eyes that know the darkness in my soul. Shadows on the hills, Sketch the trees and the daffodils, Catch the breeze and the winter chills, In colors on the snowy linen land. Now I understand what you tried to say to me
how you suffered for your sanity how you tried to set them free. They would not listen they did not know how
perhaps they'll listen now.
Starry, starry night.Paint your palette blue and grey,Look out on a summer's day,With eyes that know the darkness in my soul.Shadows on the hills,Sketch the trees and the daffodils,Catch the breeze and the winter chills,In colors on the snowy linen l
I was in the local council rent office and noticed an old lady sitting in the corner crying. She had a £20 note in one ear and a £10 note in other. "What`s wrong with the old lady", I asked the receptionist, "Is there something wrong"? "Oh", she replied, "She`s £30 in arrears"!
I was in the local council rent office and noticed an old lady sitting in the corner crying. She had a £20 note in one ear and a £10 note in other. "What`s wrong with the old lady", I asked the receptionist, "Is there something wrong"? "Oh", she re