Some may highlight from the life of the world-famous painter Vicent Van Gogh more macabre or more incredible aspects, such as: that he lived a life of poverty and needs (and now, one hundred and twenty years after his death, his paintings are sold in millions of dollars); that almost killed the only “friend” he thought he had: the painter Paul Gauguin, or that he tore off an ear because it did not look good on his face when he wanted to make his self-portrait.
Some can stay with their genius unrecognized in life, with the poverty that ended his life.
Vincent Van Gogh sees the colors and tells his brother
If we are nostalgic or if we are convinced that injustice is the basis of suffering and viceversa, we have the life of this painter painted, brushstroke brushstroke, between depression and misery.
But I, who am sometimes optimistic and I like to see the color of the sky in all colors, I am left with his artistic search and his fidelity to himself, I am left with his need to find what is right and to fight against falsehood .
Vincent Van Gogh and Theo
If you have ever picked up a brush in front of a canvas, if you have ever wanted to print your prints on a canvas, you will know that color dictates, and you will also know that color is the most difficult.
In the letters he sent to whoever was his economic and emotional support (…) he explained how to reproduce the colors of nature, how to recreate them in his palette …
That’s why I admire myself every time I see colors in nature … and I think of Vincent.
The impressionist painter for many years established correspondence with his brother Theo.
In the letters he sent to whom he supported both financially and emotionally, in addition to telling the vicissitudes and problems of his daily life, apologizing for being as he was and asking for money to survive, he explained his concerns regarding his paintings, the painting in general and especially how to reproduce the colors of nature, how to recreate them in his palette and overturning the world of contrasts, brightness and transparencies that he saw.
In this passionate search, the painter exercised the observation and put all his effort to reproduce and combine the colors, establishing rules that constantly revalued in practice: … “When I mix red and green to green reddish or greenish red …”, “… When I mix yellow and violet to lilac-yellow or yellow-lilac …”, etc., etc.
The good thing about all this is that those searches were left in those letters that Vincent’s good brother saved, and what is much better (… they see that I am an optimist): these letters are published, we can read them and we must read them if we are painters or if we are interested in transforming ourselves into something similar to a plastic artist.
a good challenge for any artist
“In the moss, shades of a golden green; on the ground, a dark grayish lilac throwing red, blue or yellow, shades of ineffable purity in the green of the small fields of wheat; black tones on the damp trunks, contrasting with the golden rain of autumn leaves, twisted and withered, hanging like wigs on which it had been blown, hung from the branches of the poplars, birches, linden trees, the apple trees, barely adhered and letting the light of the sky pass by.
A sky without any stain, not white, but of a lilac that defies analysis, a target in which one sees red, blue, yellow, a sky that reflects everything and that is felt all over one , which is vaporous and matches the slight mist below. “
This he wrote in one of his letters to his brother, Vicent Van Gogh, the man who died in France at 37 years old. I like to think that obsession with colors was good for something.
That the tortured Van Gogh not only left as his inheritance his paintings but that way of looking, that concern to express exactly what should be expressed.
Learning that lesson, or at least taking it, is a good challenge for any artist.
For me, Vincent van Gogh still sees the colors and tells them to his brother.
His word has not died, nor his idea, as his paintings have not died. I toast for Vincent and all the yellow flowers.