If you have some white-space on your calendar, I highly encourage you to take A Walk through the Wheatfields with the gifted, brilliant painter Vincent van Gogh.
The pages of this book are actual journal entries written by van Gogh between 1876 - 1890. Excerpt: "I remember the long morning walks through Drenthe; oftentimes it rained and the bogs smelled of musk and sour earth. The mildewed corn, the dew on the moors, the dropping of water off the roofs of thatched cottages, these were the things which inspired me." . . . "And then there is the loneliness . . . Oh God I am so lonely. I look in the mirror and I see the reflection of a man who is on the edge of a razor." The bearing of his soul is at times filled with faith and hope, and at others the images are haunted and laden with despair. Vincent yearned for what most of humankind desires . . . to have someone to love and be loved by, to labor with joy and integrity, and to know that he mattered.
For 150 years viewers have taken pleasure in witnessing the beauty and artistic poetry that spilled from the depth's of Vincent's lonely and conflicted heart, using his brushstrokes and tubes of paint as his voice.
Reading A Walk Through the Wheatfields: The Missing Journals of Vincent van Gogh, by Terrence James Coffman, was an honor and privilege.
5 Stars