Vincent's Yellow

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

Van Goghgurt

In my research, and through very thoughtful friends, I have often come across fascinating and sometimes bizarre responses to Vincent van Gogh and his work. This advertisment is definitely one of my all time favorites.

Enjoy, and if you come across anything you think I might like – let me know and I’ll post it to the site!


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(many thanks to the friend who brought it to my attention)

Wed, September 9 2009 » Popular Culture » 2 Comments

Amsterdam, revisted

As promised, a photo entry today, starting from the beginning of my trip. Unfortunately for you and me, I couldn’t take any photos of the paintings inside this wonderful place. So, even though I offer you my photos from these first six days (click on any photo in the post to be taken to the photo album), most simply show what I found beautiful in Amsterdam, with a few exceptions…

Here’s me working in the Van Gogh Museum library. It was such a perfect, quiet, little haven.

There was also one more thing. I went to No. 13 Jonas Daniel Meyer Plein, an address where Vincent lived for bit, years before ever becoming an artist. At the time, he was hoping to become a clergyman.

Photography by Timothy Caldwell

This was my first experience standing in a place where I knew he had once been many times. After two years of research, and 119 years since his death, it was quite a moment…

Photography by Timothy Caldwell

To my surprise, I was greeted by a particular flower (this is before the sunflower I encountered on his old doorstep in Paris): a rose. My middle name is Rose. So a rose like this one, in exquisite full bloom on a cloudy day, made me feel extraordinarily welcomed.

Mon, September 7 2009 » Research, Travel » No Comments

My Locket

I’ve been wearing this locket for almost a year now.  One of my best friends discovered it when we were both in a second hand store in the East Village (when I was living in New York City), and we both instantly knew it was for me. Also, for you.

Locket Closed

A golden book, covered in stars.  Stars you dreamt of, stars where you reside now. Once I saw it, it was obvious what to put inside.

Locket Open

Your paint, of course. These clippings I took from your painting almond blossoms. That painting was a gift to Theo and his wife, Jo, in honor of their newborn baby, Vincent Willem. He would someday found the Van Gogh Museum. With fresh blossoms bursting, it was a celebration of new life. I always keep it close to my heart.

Seriously, I feel guilty when I take it off. :)

Thu, September 3 2009 » Personal » 1 Comment