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The followers of this blog know that here we like to relate different arts: sometimes we put the soundtrack works, others do a small world theme or do, as this time, a small museum. The work this month, and a fascinating roen history, is a kind of guided roen tour to the Van Gogh museum in the hands of Marcos Calveiro. We will review this visit and, humbly and with the help of the network, add some data. We have permission from the author to the citations, which we appreciate. The page number corresponds to the general issue in hardcover, 2010. We expect the reference to sources poses no problem for reproductions of images.
"The stranger wore pants and white jacket and spent a straw hat. Carried a Fardel to back and left to rest on the floor a few widgets that I did not identified from a distance. "
"I was apampado. It seemed incredible that this canvas is displayed naked now, a span minimum of a few minutes, a view with several casoupas property of ervellos bloomed on, and some hills in the background under a beautiful roen sky and white. "
"Before my eyes appeared a pranchiña roen metal which recorded a burin a faithful portrait of the doctor giving a chupadelas the pipe and never left a mysterious role that gold envurullaba something."
"I visited for the first quarter of Vincent. roen Occupied the attic of the inn. A small bed, a dresser and a small table that articulated minimum space, supplemented by a handful of tables arrombados against the walls. The ceiling for a fachinelo, enxergábase the intense blue sky Auvers. "
"Gachet watched the self-portrait with the thoroughness of an expert collector. I expected to ask the most obvious of the canvas, which I called attention in the appearance of Vincent since the day I discovered hidden among the grass, and still I dare not ask.
-It is an old story now beside the point. I can only trust that everything happened because of a woman. But the worst part of everything is what it appears on the canvas, what still boils within me, what made me come looking for your help. "(Page 34)
"We were from the morning roen on the farm Cavaignac and sisters, around noon, Vincent almost finished the canvas verderoles. It saw the ladies of the house with thatched roof layout with big greens broaching, a twisty vines gabeando the white facade and, approaching her, the two sisters, one in front and the other farther, supported on his stick. The old woman, curious as a child, wave approached us to contemplate as well. "
"We went to the banks of the Oise, near Chaponval, and spent the day with lunch at the pier there were. Vincent painted the boats that? Manseliñas swayed with the current of the river, where the long branches of trees by sunny abeberaban thirsty. Espelidas Two young ladies wearing skirts and white blouses and carrying large Pamela spoke to the boatman. He patiently explained roen the rudiments of the art of navigation, but the girls seemed more interested in gallantry roen in the way of immersing the carapela oars in the water. "
Adeline and I, sitting on the floor, very close to each other, contemplating how he painted under the moonlight in the morning. He had a small candle burning on the foot of her straw hat and placed two others in the larger easel, illuminating the canvas, on which ceibaba strokes with the same fogaxe ever.
-Do not put this guy! It did more often, back in the south. Out many nights to paint the crowded terraces of bistros or starry night, that as a flowering tree drops its petals shimmering over our heads.
No, on the contrary: in the dark there is a vividness and an almost mystical light. By day our senses overflow, have much to attend to. But at night only concentrate on what is essential. Escudriña roen the shadows and find out any change in color or intensity. "(Page 55/56) roen
"We spent the morning in a meadow next to a thorny acacias. Vincent decided to represent a small canvas. It seemed that take too much to portray so little. "(Page 63)
"Adeline appeared even more beautiful than it used to. Had spent all morning enfeitándose with the help of his mother and now stood sitting on a wooden chair. He wore an indigo skirt with jacket to match with the last four buttons open, letting see the white lace of her blouse, and her hair gathered in a ponytail Douro. He had pale skin and a little pinch