Dealing with some life issues, busy working, and in the editing cave at the moment, so for your viewing and listening pleasure…
There has been much speculation and evidence documented concerning Van Gogh’s reported madness, including, but not limited to temporal lobe epilepsy, bipolar, sunstroke, hypergraphia, and lead poisoning. He wasn’t mad in the genuine sense of the word, but simply ill. I’ve also heard the suggestion that he may have suffered from some type of synesthesia. Vincent may have seen the world in bright colours leading to sensory overload. It’s painful to think that one man’s suffering led to such beauty, and essentially created the much-loved artist’s work we know today. The words of this song are a fitting tribute, and a beautiful melody. A friend of mine loves Vincent’s sunflowers, but my favourites are Cafe Terrace at Night, and The Starry Night.
All I can say is wow! That was really beautiful. Barbara of the balloons.
Thanks for stopping by, Barbara. And yes, it’s lovely. A little bittersweet, too. Wish Vincent could have known how his work would become so well loved.