"Imagine Their Lives...."
In MY kitchen ( see yesterday's post!) we have this huge framed print of Vincent Van Gogh's " The Night Cafe". It's a vital and lively painting; it provides us with endless gawpings and wild imaginings. All the characters bare scrutiny; their stories should be told!
We bought the print after a visit to Arles, in the south of France, where Van Gogh painted it. We sat outside the cafe (where he'd painted another famous scene) and we bought drinks in the Night Cafe itself.
The painting is at Yale University, USA.
posted by Jan at 9:38 am
5 Comments:
I htink Van Gogh described the cafe here as a place one could go mad or commit a crime in; an absinthe inflamed Vincent most likely
Hello Andrew
Good to see you! Lovely.
I THINK we avoided both eventualities in the cafe at Arles; ( but that's probably a matter of opinion!...)
Identity Crisis. This Andrew is NOT my brother Andrew. But greetings to this Andrew nwvertheless..
I'm starting to get confused here. Who am I again? An ill-remembered passage from the Incomparable Mulla Nasrudin comes faintly to mind, though too faintly to explain why. Something to do with the slipperiness of the reality of oneself.
Andrew: I do hope you have realised who you are by the time I write this...
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