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Vincents
first sunflowers were achieved in Paris, a little before his departure
for Arles. Already longing for the sun?
When he settled in the Yellow House, he thought of decorating his workshop
with half a dozen paintings of sunflowers, a decoration where raw
or deep chromes will burst on various backgrounds, from the lightest Veronese
blue to the royal blue, framed by thin laths in orange leads.
Some kind of Gothic stained glass window church effects.
I am painting with the keenness of a Marseillais eating a bouillabaisse,
which wont amaze you, since the thing is to paint big sunflowers
The
latest is light on a light background, and I hope it will be the best.
I probably wont stop at this stage. And when he puts up the
bedroom for Theo: In that very small room, I want to put six really
big paintings at least, in the Japanese way, and first of all the huge
bunches of sunflowers.
And the house will be, according to my will, crammed with paintings, from
head to toes.
The bedroom where you will stay will have white walls and be decorated
with big yellow sunflowers. In the morning, from your window, you will
see the greenery of the gardens, the rising sun and the outskirts of the
city. But you will see those big paintings with twelve, fourteen sunflowers,
crammed in that tiny boudoir with a nice bed and smart things around.
Vincent is already aware of the importance of this flower in his work:
Janin has the peony, Quost the hollyhock, but me I somewhat have
the sunflower.
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