The painter never says anything
Vincent van Gogh to Theo van Gogh, from Arles, 17 September 1888
Some time ago I read an article on Dante, Petrarch, Boccaccio, Giotto and Botticelli. Good Lord! it did make an impression on me reading the letters of those men. . . .
Giotto moved me most - always in pain, and always full of kindness and enthusiasm, as though he were already living in a different world from ours.
And besides, Giotto is extraordinary. I understand him better than the poets Dante, Petrarch and Boccaccio.
I always think that poetry is more terrible than painting, though painting is a dirtier and a much more worrying job. And then the painter never says anything, he holds his tongue, and I like that too.
Letter 539
Translation courtesy of Robert Harrison.
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Some time ago I read an article on Dante, Petrarch, Boccaccio, Giotto and Botticelli. Good Lord! it did make an impression on me reading the letters of those men. . . .
Giotto moved me most - always in pain, and always full of kindness and enthusiasm, as though he were already living in a different world from ours.
And besides, Giotto is extraordinary. I understand him better than the poets Dante, Petrarch and Boccaccio.
I always think that poetry is more terrible than painting, though painting is a dirtier and a much more worrying job. And then the painter never says anything, he holds his tongue, and I like that too.
Letter 539
Translation courtesy of Robert Harrison.
Back to The Way of Vincent: Making art no matter what
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