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December 24, 2008
my brilliant Christmas wish. Eye have a dream!
The thing about Van Gogh is that in his early days, with his past too present, he could only paint suffering. He could only paint victims; hard and harsh times, in greys and browns.
And then later in life, with the sun of Arles on his back, he could only paint vibrancy. He could only paint light and swirling, burning-yellow life.
He'd walked a path; travelled a journey - and acquired different eyes. He saw the thing - and then he saw through it, to the outrageous beyond; unimaginable but for all.
I'd like those eyes - those van Gogh eyes - this Christmas...
Posted by Mr Bojangles at December 24, 2008 03:48 PM