Taking Own Work as Granted
Getting to sections along the way, where find it’s all there, but it’s not in the right order. It’s jumpy, with discovery and pursuit. Each para its own hit or cut or saturation...
Is kinetic, but doesnt capture the movement.
So aft to creating pathway - in Shakespeare time - a pathway that smooths out switches, lets language and rhyme meat out places where delicate, where abrupts, while also applying mosaic of LuLu moving from one place to the next, which am using as ground for her restlessness.
Rereading Dear Theo
Dear Theo, Vincent Van Gogh autobiography in letters, is available for download from Internet Archive, edited by Irving Stone.
“The figure of a labourer — some furrows in a ploughed field —a bit of sand, sea and sky — are serious subjects, so difficult, but at the same time so beautiful, that it is indeed worth while to devote one’s life to the task of expressing the poetry hidden in them.”
— Vincent
Book of letters, bade into being by Irving Stone. Letters are from Vincent Van Gogh to his brother Theo Van Gogh. Book originally published, as I understand it, with the approval of the Van Gogh family in 1937. Book is dedicated to Theo and Theo’s wife Johanna Van Gogh.
Quotes from Book:
From Irving Stone’s Preface
There was one man on earth who understood Vincent, who encouraged him in his work, provided him with the supplies and the money necessary to continue his painting, who had an inexhaustible fund of the love which, above all things, Vincent so desperately needed : his brother Theo.
Each night, when the fourteen to sixteen hours of drawing and painting were over, Vincent sat dowm with pen and ink and poured out his heart to Theo. There was no idea or thought too small, no happening too trivial, no element of his craft too insignificant, no scene too unimportant for Vincent to communicate to the only other living person who considered his every word and feeling precious.
Thus Vincent wrote the story of his own life.
I am thinking of bringing this book into my Color Theory class. Nobody writes letters about art and color, like Vincent to Theo.
They are so filled WITH IT.
Here are some of Vincent’s drawings from his letters:





