The Bridge

I recently paid another visit to the Detroit Institute of Arts (DIA), for their special “Van Gogh in America” exhibition. My more constant readers will not be surprised to hear that I kinda sorta really liked it. What surprised me, however, was that despite being surrounded by 74 incredible works of his — all broughtContinue reading “The Bridge”

It’s Five o’clock Somewhere

Not Van Gogh’s version (although he legit painted a version, called “Terrace of a Cafe at Night” with more light and more stars — because of course he did) but its source: the work of Louis Anquetin, who was part of the Post-Impressionist group. Vincent called them artists of the “petit boulevard”, whereas the mainContinue reading “It’s Five o’clock Somewhere”

The Art of Making Art

I like landscapes very much, but 10 times more these studies of everyday life, sometimes of terrifying truthfulness, [that artists such as] Daumier […] have drawn with such mastery. Vincent van Gogh Posting this one for all my Renaissance Festival, recovering street performer, theater producing and event promoting friends out there — who know allContinue reading “The Art of Making Art”

Masters of Heavy-Handedness

“I paint for thirty years from now,” responded Adolphe Monticelli to critics of his thickly textured brushstrokes and vibrant colors. Of all the various works in the Through Vincent’s Eyes exhibit at the Columbus Museum of Art, from Van Gogh’s various inspirations and sources of his unique style, Monticelli’s was the most eerily similar. ManyContinue reading “Masters of Heavy-Handedness”

Count the Roses, Not the Thorns

It’s the time you spent on your rose that makes your rose so important…People have forgotten this truth, but you mustn’t forget it. You become responsible forever for what you’ve tamed. You’re responsible for your rose. Antoine de Saint-Exupery, “The Little Prince” It’s time for these beauties. Because it’s been awhile since I’ve continued myContinue reading “Count the Roses, Not the Thorns”

The Wayward Wonders of Wormwood

The drunkenness it gives does not resemble any known drunkenness. It makes you lose your footing right away […] You think you are headed towards infinity, like all great dreamers, and you are only headed towards incoherence. Alfred Delvau Having only tasted absinthe (which has been described as “more of a soft drug than aContinue reading “The Wayward Wonders of Wormwood”

The Doctor and His Companion

Van Gogh was afraid to depict people when he was actively learning the art of drawing (pre-painting). Fortunately, his future self knew better. More on that soon, I promise. But for today – jump forward in time with me, to the only etching he ever made, during the last year of his life. Dr PaulContinue reading “The Doctor and His Companion”

Drawings from the Big Chair

One person’s trash is another person’s treasure. A particular work of art, TV show, book, or experience can come across as the greatest of all time to one, and a boring waste of time to another. Hence, I hesitate to indulge in conversations about the “best film”, “best actor”, “greatest artist”, etc. Such lines ofContinue reading “Drawings from the Big Chair”

ExistentiaSketch

A draw-er doesn’t draw because she loves to draw. She doesn’t draw because she draws well. She draws because once she lost something. And by drawing–she will find it again. Liana Finck, Passing for Human: A Graphic Memoir In 1881, the beginning Van Gogh’s transition from pastor to artist, he attempted to “go home again”Continue reading “ExistentiaSketch”

Prelude to an Artist

I’ve heard it said that Prince is the guitarist’s guitarist, Tom Waits is the songwriter’s songwriter, and Bowie is the rock star’s rock star. Oh, and Vonnegut is the writer’s writer — that much I can personally affirm. It should come as no surprise, then, to have discovered there is a painter’s painter: Rembrandt. AtContinue reading “Prelude to an Artist”