I was blown away by the quality of Bernadette Murphy's research into this awful incident in the life of Vincent Van Gogh - now one of the immortals; then (1888-89) an obscure painter, disliked by many of the townsfolk of Arles, southern France, where he was living, followed and taunted by children because of his odd behaviour, even the subject of a petition to have him declared insane and removed to an asylum. Murphy's efforts were further frustrated by the fact that Arles was bombed during the Second World War, resulting in the destruction of the town that Vincent would have known and many records that would have shed further light on his sorry state. The wonder is that he was able to keep on painting, producing some of his best and most famous works in this last phase of his life.
Vincent, supported by his brother Theo, had moved to Arles in February 1889, eventually moving into the Yellow House and making friends with some of the townsfolk and some artists. Fellow artist Paul Gauguin, after some hesitation, joined him in October. For Vincent it was the beginning of a dream: establishing a kind of artists' community in the south of France. But, unluckily for Vincent, his mental health would not permit the realisation of this dream. Murphy brilliantly clarifies the progress, through his worsening condition, towards the ear incident – triggered by two catastrophic developments: finding it a strain living with Vincent, Gauguin had decided to leave Arles and Theo had sent news of his own forthcoming wedding. This meant the end of Vincent's dream of an artistic community; Theo's family responsibilities would not enable him to continue to support Vincent indefinitely. Murphy argues convincingly that this led to his breakdown.
Vincent was hospitalised, where he was cared for by a doctor Felix Rey, who seemed unusually astute and compassionate for a country doctor in those days. Murphy discovered an illustration Rey had done, showing that Vincent had removed almost his entire ear - many had believed he had only taken off a bit of the lobe. The other aspect to the story is the identity of the woman to whom he gave the ear. She is generally called "Rachel" and believed to be a prostitute. Murphy claims to have met her descendants, who did not want to be named, and found that her name was Gabrielle and that she worked as a cleaner at the brothel, not as a prostitute. Murphy goes into Vincent's state of mind, as far as is possible from this distance, holding that he saw Gabrielle as a "wounded angel", due to some kind of bruising on her arm. He had made similarly extreme gestures in the past - giving away all his possessions and sleeping rough when he worked as a religious pastor, for example - so, obviously under the stress of a delusional state, this was another extreme action.
There is much, much more in this book and we follow Murphy in her labyrinthine wanderings to uncover the truth, much of it by happy accidents and chance meetings. Murphy cut her teeth researching her own family history, and she has lived near Arles, in Provence, for many years. Although she possesses a degree in art history, it was not this background that led her to writing about Van Gogh, but, rather, the discrepancies about the artist's life that she picked up while living near Arles. She loves solving puzzles! Certainly, she appears to have solved this one.