Van Gogh

[solideogloria86]

Vincent Van Gogh gave this painting "Still Life with Vase, Honesty, Pipe and Tobacco (1885)" to pay his debt to a local tobacconist. It sold at auction in 1996 for £552,000

Lots of other stuff mentioned in the article about Van Gogh and his pipe smoking, but this was my favorite part.

Source: Van Gogh’s trusty pipe: how the artist believed that smoking helped his art - https://www.theartnewspaper.com/blog/van-gogh-s-trusty-pipe-how-smoking-helped-his-art

 

[OzPiper]

I know tobacco was expensive back then, but if that painting had been kept by the tobacconist and his heirs all these years, they would have realised a very substantial return.
Not forgetting that back then Van Gogh was unknown and struggling to sell any of his paintings

There is an Italian restaurant in Sydney whose walls are festooned with paintings, a lot by very well recognised Australian artists who had paid for their meals with their works.

 

[ofafeather]

Interesting article. Thanks for sharing.

 

[sablebrush52]

Van Gogh is one of my favorite painters, and this little article is a treat! Thanks for sharing it.

 

[STP]

Pretty cool ?

 

[cosmicfolklore]

Picasso, at his height of fame, used to buy meals and pay hotel costs with scribblings on napkins, because they knew someone would pay thousands for them.

Andy Warhol did the same all over New York, but he made so much art, that mo one got rich from a Warhol scribbling. You can buy a Cambells Soup can for $300. I have a recipe book full of Warhol’s original hand printed illustrations for just $250.

The trick is to make a lot of art lile Picasso, but not too many like Warhol.

 

[mso489]

Vincent sold few paintings during his life. Now there is a whole museum of his work in Amsterdam.

 

[cosmicfolklore]

Vincent sold few paintings during his life. Now there is a whole museum of his work in Amsterdam.

The problems was that Van Gogh was way ahead of his time. Van Gogh never tried to sell. It wasn’t the way. He sent them to his brother in Paris who owned a gallery, but Theo, knowing that Impression wasn’t having an easy time selling at the time, never put Vincent’s work out front. He was embarrassed professionally, but he wanted to support his crazy assed brother. So, Theo kept sending him money.

So, it’s kind of a false thing that his work never sold. I mean, it didn’t, but no one ever gave it a real chance.

The problem with art, music, literature, or anything created, is that if it is too radical for the common tastes, it’s deemed bad.
If ACDC had lived in the 50’s, if Picasso had lived in the Renaissance, if Ernest Hemingway was released today... they wouldn’t have ever been heard of. The style has to fit the palate of the day.

Picasso’s Golden Lion he gave Chicago was deemed ugly back when, but today Chicago uses the design on most city seals and logos. It’s sort of point of pride for the city now.

 

[jguss]

I think mentioning Picasso and Hemingway in the same breath as ACDC is overreaching. Next you’ll be telling me Michelangelo was as good as Milli Vanilli.

 

[cosmicfolklore]

I think mentioning Picasso and Hemingway in the same breath as ACDC is overreaching. Next you’ll be telling me Michelangelo was as good as Milli Vanilli.

Hemingway... I burned through his books like crazy back in high school. I thought he was the thing. Then I heard someone listening to Hemingway on an audio tape. It was like listening to a... mentally challenged third grader.

Short choppy sentences, abrupt changes in thought.
It sounded hard to follow, and I barely believes it was Hemingway. Then I went home and immediately grabbed a book off of my shelf and started reading it aloud. And, I was crestfallen. It was true. He was a mentally challenged third grader. Read silently, I never picked up on it. But read aloud, it’s awful stuff.
Hemingway would have been a dud in today’s audiobook generation.

 

[jguss]

Hemingway... I burned through his books like crazy back in high school. I thought he was the thing. Then I heard someone listening to Hemingway on an audio tape. It was like listening to a... mentally challenged third grader.

Short choppy sentences, abrupt changes in thought.
It sounded hard to follow, and I barely believes it was Hemingway. Then I went home and immediately grabbed a book off of my shelf and started reading it aloud. And, I was crestfallen. It was true. He was a mentally challenged third grader. Read silently, I never picked up on it. But read aloud, it’s awful stuff.
Hemingway would have been a dud in today’s audiobook generation.

I couldn’t agree more. I thought that was implicit in ranking him with that old fraud Pablo and ACDC.

On the other hand Gatsby holds up very well.

 

[cosmicfolklore]

I couldn’t agree more. I thought that was implicit in ranking him with that old fraud Pablo and ACDC.

Now now, don’t berate Pablo. There has only ever been one person written about in more languages than Pablo Picasso... and they crucified him.

 

[OzPiper]

I think mentioning Picasso and Hemingway in the same breath as ACDC is overreaching. Next you’ll be telling me Michelangelo was as good as Milli Vanilli.

ACDC - a source of pride for SOME Aussies
Personally not a fan - but then not a fan of much music post-1980s.
Now that is revealing my generation

 

[cosmicfolklore]

ACDC - a source of pride for SOME Aussies
Personally not a fan - but then not a fan of much music post-1980s.
Now that is revealing my generation

Hey! You can dance if you want to...

Edit: crap, wrong Empirial country.

 

[jguss]

Now now, don’t berate Pablo. There has only ever been one person written about in more languages than Pablo Picasso... and they crucified him.

Picasso was lucky crucifixion was out of fashion in the 20th century or they would have nailed him to a tree right between Dali and Miro. Come to think of it I think they would have run out of trees long before they got to Rosenquist and Warhol.

 

[cosmicfolklore]

How do we sleep when the beds are burning?

 

[gamzultovah]

Van Gogh and Gauguin are two of the most impressive figures in art. Both original, both deeply flawed in vice, both passionate beyond any measure that I’ve witnessed in my lifetime, and both their own man, living and dying on their terms. Thank you for sharing this narrow but familiar, view of Van Gogh’s life.

 

[jguss]

Now that is revealing my generation

That’s ok. The crap we listened to in the seventies was no better. Minnie Ripperton will make your eyes bleed, while Muskrat Love sounds like an enticement to bestiality. And let’s not even get started on the highly problematic Starland Vocal Band.

 

[gamzultovah]

How do we sleep when the beds are burning?

Hey! Leave politics out of this! (And bad songs.) ?

 

[cosmicfolklore]

It’s an interesting thing about the emotions Van Gogh worked into his art. Short aggressive, angst-filled brushstrokes... turns a beautiful sunflower into a portal of frustration. Hos bar scenes, places people get killed, “murder” always comes to mind when I see his red walls and interrupted subjects. Wavey patters pf magical sacrè bleau in a landscape. Seeing tge workd through his eyes always makes me sad for his intense frustration with life and living. It’s an awesome power to show the world how you want others to see it.
If the general knowledge of Van Gogh was that he was a happy man, that frolic’d with lots of women... his work would have seemed more juvenile. Ridiculous. It only makes sense that it ended as it did.

Weave into his work, his passion for Japanese woodcuts. These throw away triffles used as packing for more valuable ceramics imported into Belgium. Wads of cherry tree prints, scenes from Japanese Ukiyoshi theater, just tossed away prints found in garbage... he was a mad genius. He reinvented composition, painting, and injected it with passion, emotions, feelings. Angst, bright headache yellows, slaughtered reds, amd dreamy drifty halcyon blues.
If he was a musician, he would have been the likes of Muddy Waters and Joe Cocker, tearing people’s hearts out and stomping on them.