Vincent's Yellow

a[n] [auto]biography and a love story.


If Amsterdam was a wide embrace, if the Kröller-Müller was a sweet smile, if Nuenen was chill breath, and Auvers, hot tears… Paris was a wary look. From the moment I set foot on the Rue de Dunkerque, I felt that Paris would endure my visit, but it did not necessarily wish me well. There […]

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Mon, November 9 2009 » Personal, Photo entries, Research, Travel » 1 Comment