VAN GOGH

Irises and sunflowers, sowers at sunset and wheat fields dotted with crows, bedrooms distorted by the gaze and night skies swirling with stars. Captivated by painting and color, Vincent Van Gogh crossed the last boundaries separating reality and psyche, giving modernity an unavoidable style and imagery. Painting for Van Gogh meant immersing oneself in the world, accepting to never find oneself again. 'When one paints,' he wrote to his brother Theo, 'one runs the risk of sinking. Being a painter is like being a lost sentinel.' To tell his art is to narrate the story of this disorientation, a journey that from the mystical fervor of the early years would have taken him to the streets of London, Antwerp, and Paris, on the paths flooded with light of the Midi, to end in Auvers, where Vincent lived his last days marked by loneliness, but also by an unparalleled creative intensity.