I like these vintage art books (this is from 1936) where you can actually understand the meaning of the sentences, before they were written in “artish,” a language where words like “epiphanic” sidle up to words like “alterity” to produce something more like a medical diagnosis than a memoir. This book is a monograph, with special emphasis on Vincent’s mastery of color:
“First of all, people who are accustomed to painting can see that, whatever the thought in the artist’s mind about the aura of human interest around that room with the billiard table, the effect is produced by certain relationships of red, green and yellow, which are arrived at by observation of the light of the lamps falling on various objects and people. The shadow of the table, for example, and the reflection from the yellow floor back into the dark wood of the underside of the table, are stupendous examples of observation as humble as the artist once bestowed on the Dutch peasant who posed for him; but it is observation illuminated by the science due to his years in Paris.”
Van Gogh’s reputation was established by his sister-in-law, who had the delightful name Johanna Gesina Bonger – after his death, just as Emily Dickinson’s sister-in-law was establishing hers. Power to the sisters-in-law!