#theo gogh was a great brother

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[akindplace]

The thing about romanticizing the tortured artist trope is that it takes very serious health conditions, physical, mental, and emotional ones, and it turns it into a very empty aesthetic made for consumption. It takes a life story, and it turns it into a punch line, an easy way out to explain a lifelong struggle while having no regard for the person who actually lived it.

It’s a way of simplifying something so complex as a whole life story, take away the good parts, the artist’s talent, and atribute years and year of studying and practicing their craft to an illness. As if it makes people feel better that maybe they aren’t geniuses but at least they aren’t “insane”.

Artists are constantly working to the bone to get people to see and understand their art, to change the current status quo, to perfect their craft. The most important thing is not how an artist died. It’s the life they lived, the work they’ve left behind, their mark on the world. Reducing people to a tragedy is not a way of appreciating their genius: their art is.

No one is a genius because of their illness, their trauma, their suffering, but because they studied and worked hard to develop the aptitude they were born with. Talent is not a miracle, it’s a lifelong effort.

This stereotype is extremely harmful to people who are currently struggling with those health problems, and it should not be used to “give pain a meaning”, because there is always so much more to someone’s life than suffering, and there is always so much more to your own life than romanticizing your own struggles and those of others.

Pain is meant to be worked through, not fed. And when you feed yourself the myth that an artist was brilliant because they were sick, you are erasing a big part of their life to try and make sense of yours. But you won’t find true meaning in life if you’re only feeding your sorrow instead of maybe, just maybe, doing what those artists did and work through it with your own art.

A lot of them did not have any access to healthcare because their conditions were unknown, but they did what they could to keep going. Their deaths don’t mean they gave up in a big tragic ending, and reducing them to that means you’re erasing everything they did to keep going, every fight, every effort they put into their own health and into their life’s work.

I love impressionist art ever since I was in elementary school, my favorite artist being Vincent Van Gogh. I was first introduced to his story as a man who had a mental illness and died a tragic death, while struggling financially and never being recognized properly during his lifetime.

But you see, Vincent Van Gogh had his brother Theo, who kept all the letters his older brother sent him, and sent his brother words of admiration, support, and unconditional love in his own.

He helped Vincent financially so he could pursue his paiting career. He saw the talent in his own brother even when others might’ve not. The period when Vincent was doing a little better with his health was actually when he was most prolific in his painting, which shuts down the idea that someone must be on the gutter and on the deepest pain and sickness to produce great art.

Most people in really poor health have a hard time managing daily life, and they probably won’t miraculously produce their best work yet while they in extreme suffering (I dare you to make the greatest work of art you’re capable of while you’re down with the flu, now imagine being in constant physical, mental and emotional distress and people think you can just make just about anything). Great art takes a lot of work. Genius and suffering don’t go hand in hand, and it reductive to explain away talent by an illness, as if any effort artists put into their craft was meaningless.

Theo named his own son after his brother, and after Vicent died, he still wanted to make his work known, and after his own death, his wife Johanna kept working on Theo’s mission besides her own political activism. She published the letters between the two brothers, and her own son helped in making Van Gogh’s work even more well known. Even though he was just a baby when his uncle died, he kept his memory alive by founding a world famous museum in his name.

Vincent Van Gogh was able to keep working because he was helped by his own family, financially, emocionally, and was given every encouragement so he could go on with his own career. He painted more when he got medical help, even though in his own time he would have had access to much simpler treatments, since the understanding of illnesses has largely changed in the last centuries.

Healthcare, support, compassion and understanding go a long way, and that’s why it’s important to keep pushing society to be more inclusive to people with illnesses - so they will get the help they need, so they won’t leave earlier than they should.

Vincent Van Gogh’s name is not well known just because of his own efforts, but also by the efforts of those who loved him and kept his name alive long after he was gone. He is not famous because he was a tortured artist. He is famous because those who loved him tried to help him in the ways they could, even after he was gone. His fame is not the result of his death, but of his life’s work and the work of those around him.

Love made him known. Support allowed him to keep working. Getting some help even at a time people did not understand his condition well enough meant he could paint more.

Van Gogh was only human, and he felt such a broad spectrum of emotions and lived through so many things, just as we all do. Behind those paintings, there is a person, a story, and so much hard work, and none of that can be reduced to the romanticized ideal of a tragic death of a tortured man.

It is not about his pain, his suffering, his death, you see. It’s about his life. And it’s about the life of those who loved him. He was able to do what he loved because he was loved, and that is the reason is remembered to this day.

I will end this long post with one of his most famous quotes:

“There is nothing more truly artistic than to love people.”

#van gogh #theo van gogh #johanna van gogh-bonger #Vincent willem Van Gogh #on being human #on the tortured artist trope #original writing #on compassion #on art #on love

[iphigeniainaulis]

Background paintings in Ikevamp and why they matter

...even if you are not familiar with art.

Warnings: minor spoilers for all routes, though I tried to keep it as vague as possible

Time to talk about background paintings in Ikemen vampire because…why not?

First, let me warn you that the following is nothing but a theory based on some visual resemblance. While it may occur that Ikemen designers wanted to hide a few Easter eggs, it's also fair to mention that sometimes the sky is blue just because it's Sunday morning, and that’s all. 

Nevertheless, one detail may hint at the former statement being true. And this is because there’s a significant difference in how different paintings are shown in the game. 

Some of them are blurry, overdark or too bright. While we can distinguish some unclear silhouettes, the rest is on our imagination.

For example, it seems that the first picture is the natural landscape (probably, sunset in the forest) as well as the second one with the Ionic style columns being placed in the center of a garden. Still, we’re not sure.

But the thing is it doesn’t matter. The amount of details the viewer is given is too small for us to make any art-historical assumptions. Based on these mere images we can figure out neither the artist who painted them nor the narrative. Therefore, these paintings have only a secondary function of background decorations and proof of demonstration of their owner’s wealth. 

On the contrary, there are paintings that we can easily detach because their creators are too famous to be unfamiliar with. But even within this scope of paintings there is a slight differentiation due to the way they are incorporated in the game design. 

Some of them have been revived by the hands of geniuses who once created them. This is the case of Leonardo’s Study of a woman’s head and Study of Hands

 or Vincent’s Sunflower and the Olive trees

While it’s easy to reduce the meaning behind this design decision to simple hype, I think that it also serves as a visual representation of the suitors' character traits. What is the point of redrawing the painting that was already brought to life a long time ago? For Vincent it means years, for Leonardo - centuries. My guess is that for artists like them it's never enough. Life is too beautiful to be captured once and forever. A woman’s face is never a mystery solved. While for many people it’s okay to achieve a goal and forget about it the exact minute they are done, for geniuses like Leonardo and Vincent it’s always different. You must improve. You have to work further. There is always something new an artist’s eye can capture. That’s why they painted it again, again and again. 

Let's move to another group of paintings. Spotting The Starry Night in Theo’s room is not a surprise because we know that, first of all, they’re brothers with Vincent, and, secondly, Theo is an art dealer.

What deserves to be brought into focus is that this work is regarded as the elder Van Gogh’s magnum opus. Sure, you can argue that the real Theo and Vincent thought little of this painting, calling it “a failure”. To which I reply that, again, this is a game for numerous people across the world, including those who are not familiar with art history. For many of us The Starry Night is viewed as one of the most popular art works, a special work, a valuable one. Therefore, by omitting historical accuracy Ikemen writers and designers try to achieve something more contributing to the plot - they try to evoke certain emotions. Putting the art of such great significance in the room of one of the brothers should be a clear indicator of the amount of respect and love the two of them share. Describing the emotional bond between them is mainly the prerogative of writers. But sometimes game design plays no less if not more meaningful role in the process of us as readers getting familiar with characters. The painting here becomes a subtle part of the plot as it highlights certain prerequisites of their relationship and prepares us for what is going to come next.

The latter is especially relevant to Vlad's route. The female portrait in the pureblood’s room is what takes background paintings in Ikevamp on a fundamentally new level - the level of plot-forming core.

Unlike those paintings I mentioned at the beginning, these ones are no longer a substitute for the room decor. Instead, they serve as a device that pushes the plot forward. It accumulates three major points that are relevant to the plot:

It adds the mystery element for triggering our curiosity. The portrait is ‘faceless’, and even though we all see the resemblance in features, there is this ‘if’ element. What if they decided to go with a classical Dracula plot? Eternal vampire loses his lover and waits for her to be reborn? Is this MC? Why can’t he remember her face?

The portrait itself allows us to get for a second into Vlad’s head and understand his feelings towards the mysterious woman. Vlad drawing her portrait is caused by the act of kindness she showed him. His entire motivation is connected to the single painting. She was the one who he wanted to be with. In order to do so, he had to become strong, to accept his tragic loss and move forward. The portrait serves as a silent reminder about what was his goal and why he chose the path he chose. 

It circulates the narrative. At the beginning, MC faces the challenge of being the third one in the relationship with Vlad and his unknown lover. She questions the identity of that unknown counterpart of hers and secretly wants to learn more about her. By revealing the truth of Vlad’s past and their connection, MC figures out who was the woman in the painting which in some way pushes her to find enough strength for making a certain groundbreaking decision. 

Finally, there is the third group of paintings that possess what I call ‘potential meaning’. These paintings maintain the main features of the two previous groups, namely, vague silhouettes combined with a rather clear narrative that somehow increases the possibility of them being more than a decorative object.

Take a look at the two paintings in Vincent’s room. In comparison to all other paintings these ones differ not only in terms of shape but also in terms of color. The lines seem to be more fluid, and the color palette is dominated by ochreous, blue and black which is typical for East Asian classical ink art. By taking a closer look, you can actually see the vague outlines of the sea and shrouded in mist mountains in the background. Personally to me such landscapes together with a specific composition angle remind of Hokusai’s Thirty-six Views of Mount Fuji which can be a great allusion to Van Gogh’s obsession with Japanese prints and their role in his artistic career. 

The huge painting in Comte’s living room has been haunting me for years, I shall admit. It portrays a marine landscape with a single boat chasing the wild waters in the dark or right before the sunrise. When talking about marine art, the first person that comes to my mind is Ivan Aivazovsky. Yet, it is evident that Aivazovsky’s style was pure romanticism with heavy realistic elements, whereas this painting looks like it's more about light and colores rather than clear and precise lines. And also this sun, this strange orange sun..that can be spotted only in Claude Monet's Impression. Sunrise. 

The mansion’s copy is a darker mirrow image of the original work. Nobody knows why Comte chose this painting for the mansion, but isn’t it a bit of irony that the painting that praises France, the country that suffered from the war with Prussia and was on its way to revitalisation, is located in the house that is about to face the battle between the lesser vampires and their haunters or rather the figurative war of two different morals (we are yet to know about it, though)?

Another version is that the painting serves as a metaphoric description of the character. In various routes MC mentions how Comte reminds her of the sun that made manifest, and everything supports this claim to be true, from his golden eyes and hair, to the brightness of the room and..paintings that symbolize the master of the mansion.

Finally, I wouldn't forget about the massive backlash Impressionists had to face at the early stage of the movement’s existence. It was only until the 5th Impressionist exhibition in 1880 that the artists finally got praised by critics. Just a bit more than 10 years before the MC’s appearance. However, we know that the creation of the mansion had taken place before this event. So, my point is that probably Monet’s painting was purchased by the greater vampire during the times when Impressionists were still harshly criticized by the Salon. And if so, the display of the painting that represents the les misérables of the art world speaks so much volume about Comte’s character and devotion to fulfill what he perceives as his noblesse oblige - to support those in need, to help them reveal their talent no matter what social class they belong to. 

The game room’s central painting is another amusing detail as it’s completely out of mood. Playing cards, watching chess games or taking any other light leisure activity with a glass of brandy in your hand, you rarely expect to raze your gaze from the table only to stare at the image of ruins. Yet, this is what we get here - a typical capriccio painting like those of Alessandro Salucci and Leonardo Coccorante.

Capriccio artists dared to do something new in the history of art - they put real archeological signs into fantasy surroundings, sometimes from the same time period that the artists lived in. To an extent, they brought the ancient past and allowed it to live in the future, which is not a bad allusion to the original purpose of the mansion’s creation.  

And here is what we can spot in Shakespeare’s room. At first, I didn't think much about this painting in Will’s bedroom but something felt odd. And then I understood. 

You see, there’s this famous Vincent’s work named Cafe Terrace at Night. The painting is created from the north eastern corner that allows us to see the starry night without facing an obstacle in the form of the cafe's roof. 

But this is how the modern cafe looks from a different perspective. Yellow elongated building with two wide niches that serve both as windows and entrance. 

Do you see it, right? RIGHT?

I headcanon that Vincent was so eager to spoil his new friend with a present that he decided to redraw his favorite work and  give it to the bard. But being an empathetic and observant one, Vincent immediately figured out Will’s admiration of everything unique and rare, so he decided to create a completely new version of his own painting instead of just redrawing it from the same angle as he did with sunflowers. 

Aaand this is what we get in the living room. Random at first sight, the composition of various unrelated pictures actually makes sense. The most evident one is, of course, the image of theater curtains. What else should we expect to see in the manor of the great Bard of Avon? The same curtains, by the way, appear in almost every scene where MC and her suitor are invited to Shakespeare’s play.

Just a small detail, but I think this is one of those rare occasions when we can actually name the place Ikemen writers took inspiration from (apart from, of course, Louvre and the University of Paris). What helps us here is the curtains over which we spot golden metal lambrequin with a cartouche that imitates the image of the sun.

Such a prolonged lambrequin with the sun image (in honor of Louis XIV, the Sun King and also the father of the Paris Opera) in the center actually exists only in one Parisian theater - Opera Garnier, where in 1888 Shakespeare’s  Roméo et Juliette was staged.

Just to make sure, look at the curtains in some of the most popular theaters that existed during the historical period in Ikevamp -  Théâtre du Châtelet or the Opéra-Comique. You won't find a similar one.

Two last possible Easter eggs may be related to the two historical objects that existed during Shakespear’s era. The first one is still connected to the curtains for as you see, there were rumors (modern archeological findings prove them to be true) that the first venue of Shakespeare’s plays was called ‘the Curtain Theatre’.

And the second thing I want to point at is two images of the chair. Honestly, I highly doubt that a person like Will who has an almost narcissistic obsession with expensive staff would put a painting of such low value in his private apartment. But I can understand it, if this is not an image of  some random piece of furniture but the well-known Shakespeare’s Courting Chair, wherein, according to William Henry, ‘the bard was used to sit, during his courtship, with his Anne upon his knee’. 

Anyway, I hope it wasn't too much. Thank you for reading!

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[onegianthotmess]

Okay, I’ve seen posts of the reader getting jealous of the suitors’ wives if they came back, but now I’m just imagining it happening to Jane.

Like, she and Theo got engaged a little while ago and then BAM!; Theo’s wife when he was human, Johanna van Gogh-Bonger, has been resurrected as a vampire and is staying with Comte for a little while and ends up inevitably crossing paths with her former husband. And Jane is both fascinated and confused at this situation.

She didn’t know anything about Theo’s life when he was human apart from what he’d told her, and Vincent never said anything because they weren’t his stories to tell Jane. But, seeing Theo and Johanna interact after so long, very easily picking up conversations and such, Jane had to go to Sebastian to ask what history said about Theo’s relationship with Johanna.

And was Jane in for it then.

Sebastian told her that Theo was practically enamored with Johanna, wanting to marry her very soon after they met and trying to propose even after being rejected a few times. They even had a son that Theo named after his beloved brother who was only a year old when he’d died. In short, Theo very quickly fell in love with Johanna and got married to her after a few years and a few rejections, even having a son a year before he died.

And Jane felt an old feeling of paranoia and insecurity make its way back into her. When she was human, Jane had felt this way during her time with Henry due to him having a reputation for having a wandering eye. She didn’t want this feeling to come back with Theo just talking to his previous wife.

She just decided to let Theo be with Johanna and focus on other things, to the point of near avoiding him, if unintentionally. In the two weeks she’d managed to avoid Theo, Jane had reorganized the library five times, knitted three scarves, learned how to make a new dessert, walked King by herself, read four books, and planted six new types of flowers in the garden with help from Sebastian.

Theo’s been trying to talk to her, but some polite excuse and a sweet smile make it impossible for him to get more than two and a half sentences in with his fiancée. And Jane finds it harder and harder to not cry every time she sees Theo or Johanna or even when she hears their names. She just can’t help but think that Johanna coming back is a sign that she shouldn’t marry Theo and just let him be with the woman he loved first. They even had a son together, for god’s sake! It wouldn’t be right if she went up and married Theo after he and Johanna finally saw each other again and got the chance to tie up loose ends.

One night, Jane finds herself looking at the engagement ring in her finger that Theo had given her and she contemplates returning it to him so he can be with Johanna again. He was enamored with her almost instantly while human, there was no doubt he was going to become enamored with her once more now that both he and her were resurrected. It would make the most sense to return the ring so Theo could trade it for a different one for Johanna if he wanted to.

It wouldn’t be that hard, anyway. Jane knew she wasn’t very special in any way, shape, or form. She’d only been recognized in her human life for her ability to give her former husband a male heir and because she was decently attractive. She didn’t have any special skills, she even had to relearn her mother tongue and learn a new language just to live comfortably in her new life as a vampire. No, Jane was just a woman that came a dime a dozen and many women had her qualities and even more added to that.

And Jane was just Jane. There was nothing extraordinary about her, nothing too special or memorable. Why would Theo even want to marry her in the first place when she was so plain?

She starts thinking it was a good thing Johanna came back to life and reunited with Theo. It helped Jane to become disillusioned that she was good enough for a man who’d done many great things and had great skills in his field of work.

Jane began to question why Comte had even resurrected her. She wasn’t special in any way, the only reason for her being a historical figure was that she was the third wife of Henry VIII and was the one who gave him his male heir. Why would she belong in a house full of great figures who have done great things to influence history? All she did was get married, get pregnant, give birth, and die.

All of these thoughts take up space in her mind and she ends up isolating herself from everyone for another two weeks, only taking small servings of Blanc and Rouge for her meals and staying in her room, doing things like sewing and reading while also taking care of her beloved bird, Enid.

Eventually, Vincent decides to pay her a visit because he’s been worried about her for the past month she’s been isolating herself. When Jane opens the door, Vincent gets even more worried. She looks tired and her eyes are a tiny bit red, her voice is a tiny bit hoarse when she smiles and softly tells Vincent to come in and apologizes for the mess in her room.

And things lead to Vincent asking Jane how she is when he finally notices her engagement ring is off.

And Jane merely gives a shaky smile and hands Vincent something she’d had clasped in her hands in her lap. It was her engagement ring. Jane says that Theo could have the ring back and give it to Johanna or do whatever he wished with it.

And it takes Vincent asking why Jane gave him the ring for Jane to break down and start bawling her eyes out. Vincent immediately pulls Jane in for an embrace and just lets her cry into him. It takes five minutes of Jane crying for her to calm down and be able to form proper sentences and coherent thoughts in her mind.

And then she tells Vincent everything.

She tells him about not wanting to be controlling over Theo, about how she feels like it’s better that Johanna came back so that she and Theo could tie up loose ends and possibly resume what they had before Theo died, about how she doesn’t feel like she’s anything to look at or be concerned about considering she can’t really do anything special or extraordinary, about how she shouldn’t marry Theo because he’s finally reunited with Johanna, and about how she shouldn’t even be in the mansion anyway because she can’t do anything or bring anything valuable to the household. And this confession breaks Vincent’s pure little heart.

Because he loves that Jane was able to make his brother happy again and that she was going to marry him. Jane was going to make Theo incredibly happy and be his little sister. Vincent was so happy for his brother and now he doesn’t know what to do.

Jane didn’t feel adequate enough to even be in the same room as Theo now and Vincent didn’t know how to make her feel any better. She even gave him her engagement ring to return to Theo!

But, Vincent knew that he couldn’t get through to Jane. Her being isolated left her alone with those awful thoughts in her head that convinced her of what she was doing right now. So, Vincent said he’d talk to Theo for Jane and he pat her on the head as he got up to try and help ease her. And as Vincent smiled at Jane, she couldn’t help but feel at ease, so much so that she was able to fall asleep for the first time in days.

And as Jane fell asleep with all of her awful thoughts, Vincent left down the hall to Theo, Jane’s engagement ring in hand, and to explain to his brother what was going on and hopefully help Jane out of the horrible mental mess she was in.

#why do these angst rants turn into almost full on fics??? #ikemen vampire #ikevamp #ikevamp theo #ikevamp theodorus #ikevamp jane

[shytastemakerthing]

Hi! I was wondering if I could please get an Ikemen matchup, I'm torn between Sengoku, Prince and Vampire so whichever is great!

I'm an INFP Gemini, 5'4, I'm covered in burns scars but I'm not self conscious about them. I'm the dad friend of my group so naturally I come with terrible dad jokes and puns! I can be quite annoying (in a lovable way?) and have been known to wake friends up at crazy hours to talk to them. I'm also awkward and I'm terrible at introductions if you couldn't already tell 😂

I tend to hide my emotions but I crave someone who can understand and accepts me for who I am. I daydream and zone out a lot but I'm also observate and am a good listener! On top of all this I'm also sassy, sarcastic and stubborn...I can also be a bit lazy and somewhat lack ambition.

My hobbies include: Gaming, painting, drawing, art history, knitting, crochet, reading, learning languages, watching anime, watching the same shows on repeat, baking watching my favourite sport and learning new things!

My love language (receiving) is acts of service and quality time. I love giving/making gifts and Christmas is my favourite time of the year (I go absolutely bonkers for Christmas!) And I'm secretly a romantic at heart.

My big three anime kins are:

Kaido (Saikki K)

Chifuyu (Tokyo Revengers)

Yamaguchi (Haikyuu)

I hope this information is enough,- I'm so bad at talking about myself but I wanted to try cause I've wanted a matchup for so long!

Hello and thank you so much for the request! Thank you for being so patient with me on this so I really do hope that you like your match-up! Since there were several options to choose from (and I would love to be able to do all 3 but I'm trying to conserve the time to try and get all the remaining requests out, I may come back for the others), I went with Ikemen Vampire as I haven't done one of those just yet!

Tw: None

I match you with............

Vincent Van Gogh

Who better for someone who enjoys painting and drawing such as yourself than a world wide known artist who is responsible for creating some of the most memorable pieces of artwork in history?

Now, it took some time to get into the relationship. The issue wasn't with Vincent, as he really was a nice person who grew rather fond of you. It was getting past his brother, Theo, before things finally took off. Theo is just protective of Vincent but seeing that you really do care for his brother and mean no harm, he starts to warm up to you, most of the time, at least.

I can see both of you having a lot of painting dates. They're honestly really fun and entertaining. Both of you meet up really just anywhere, he'll even bring some food and drinks over (try not to mistake the drinking water for the paint water.... I've done that too many times), while everything is being set up. And a lot of the time, he does end up painting you.

He will certainly feed into your love languages. Sometimes quality time is all that is needed when you are with someone you love. Just the presence of them is enough to make one happy. Acts of service, Vincent is a gentleman. Service is something he will certainly show to you, whether it be elaborate or just something calming and simple such as just bringing you your favorite drink after a long day.

If you were to ever give him something as a gift, it is now his most cherished possession and he now has a stand/shelf in his room dedicated just for the things that you have gifted him. They are his prized treasures.

Overall, his love for you is as endless as the stars that he paints. You are his beautiful and amazing muse, the one that he cares for so deeply that it makes his chest hurt. And he wears it all with a smile on his face.

#matchups #romantic #ikemen vampire #ikemen vampire vincent #ikemen vincent van gogh #ikemen vincent x reader #ikemen vampire vincent van gogh x reader #shy answers #shy writes

[nadiegesabate1990]

Van Gogh and Me.

In his lifetime, Van Gogh managed to sell a single painting, having died in poverty. Dutch painter Vincent van Gogh, one of the most important precursors of modern painting. The son of a Protestant pastor, he was born in 1853, in Groot-Zundert, and his career was permanently marked by great changes. Initially (1869-1876), Van Gogh worked in several branches of the Goupil Gallery, interrupting this activity to study Theology in Amsterdam. Soon, however, he abandoned his studies and decided to make a career as a secular preacher, which took him to Belgium, where he worked for two years, then changing his profession. In 1881, he attended the Brussels Academy of Fine Arts for a few months. Two years followed in Paris, during which he learned the basic techniques of watercolor and oil painting. Between 1886 and 1887, Van Gogh lived in Paris with his brother Theo, who supported him financially.

The decisive change in his life came in February 1888, when he moved to the south of France, where he lived and worked with Paul Gauguin. Many of his best-known paintings (Coffee at Night, The Bridge of Langlois, The Bridge of Arles and Cornfield with Cypresses) are the result of his work from that year. Self-Portrait with a Severed Ear (1889) indicates the latent tragedy that would later completely ruin his life.

Art and commerce dominated the jubilee year of the talented painter, who for much of his life struggled with enormous financial difficulties.

Van Gogh's works reach very high prices on the art market: An indian ink drawing by the Dutch painter was sold at auction for around 1,230,000. During his lifetime, however, this type of recognition was completely denied him. On July 27, 1890, he shot himself with a revolver; The resulting injuries were so severe that they caused his death two days later.

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[mihai-florescu]

The fun thing about Himeru and Vincent van Gogh is that they both have little brothers that are very important to their lore/history and that they wouldn't be who they are today (weird phrasing in Van Gogh's case but you know what I mean) without said brothers. And that they're both blue. And also when Vincent died it impacted Theo on such a massive level that he died half a year later so...not looking well for HiMERU on that front.

(but also off topic but the german Wikipedia article for van Gogh is?? So sad?? Whoever wrote that Felt for his brother there is so much about Theo Van Gogh in that Wikipedia article you didn't have to mention that he named his son Vincent after his brother you did not necessarily have to include that he was always his brothers biggest supporter and the one that believed in him the most you did not have to go into how heartbroken he was after Vincent's death I kid you not the lasts paragraphs are about how a letter from Theo's doctor stated that "the poor man must've lived a life of great Stress" and that the brothers are buried on the same cemetery next to each other. It is the most emotionally charged Wikipedia article I have read in my life)

And it's not just that they're burried in the same cemetary, theo was first burried in the netherlands and then over 20 years later was moved to france next to vincent's grave. The entire family is so sad to me, the sister vincent was the closest to ended up spending half her life in the mental asylum too after he died, funding her stay there through selling his paintings, which were getting more and more appreciated and valuable. In today's world maybe things could've turned out better for everyone, we're still far, Far from perfect in dealing with mental illnesses, but there is more knowledge at least. Maybe more compassion for the living i'd like to think.

It's funny you mention the himeru parallels, i think we talked about it too, i remember we did muse that vincent sure loved his hats (looking at his self portraits and room paintings) just like himeru... then this train of thought was cut short because the video sent us to hell. It was such a weird experience, they set the man on fire in every window with dramatic music and everything. And what was supposed to be a loop was just neverending... anyway if you want a funny (maybe not the right word) van gogh fact for himeru reasons, his dad was a priest and van gogh had started training for it as well but he left that life to become an artist, supported by theo. Well ok enough i feel bad cherrypicking more fun facts to fit an anime guy

#ask #sebastian🕊

[annrkive]

Lust for Life

I recently became interested in Vincent van Gogh. You could say at the beginning of this year. When I was in a bookshop, a portrait of him was looking at me from the counter. The book Lust for Life, which I couldn't buy at the time.

At home, I thought for a long time about the look on the cover that was staring back at me, turning me inside out. The cover depicted his famous self-portrait. I can say that I fell in love with art long before that, and also because of him. I noticed his paintings back on the internet, on various sites like Pinterest. Starry Night and Sunflowers fell in love with me the most, and that's when I started visiting galleries.

Today, however, I finished the book on Vincent's life and was left deeply impressed. He strikes me as a genius who went through all the trouble. I was madly warmed by his relationship with his brother Theo. And the last pages made me cry. No one understood him during his lifetime, but after him, he left an unreal legacy to the whole world. His vision into art. I can now say that Vincent is my favorite artist. I've also come to understand a lot because of him. His passion for painting has made me want to paint, even though I'm not excellent at it. My lines turn out crooked even when I do them with a ruler. However, I can love art differently. Someday I will open my own gallery. If I were to meet Vincent one day, I would certainly say to him, "I admire you Vincent, the whole world admires you. You've come a long way and done a great job.

#vincent van gogh #lust for life #book review #irving stone #dark acadamia aesthetic #books #books aesthetic #bookstore #art #vincent #theo van gogh #starry night #reading #books and reading #booklover #bookblr #bookworm

[keepyourdemonsin]

"People should know that he was a great Artist, which often goes hand in hand with being a great Human Being. Time will bring recognition, and many will regret his having passed away so soon."

- Theo Van Gogh in a letter to his wife about his brother, Vincent Van Gogh

#art #van gogh #vincent van gogh #death #humanity #painting #art history #theo van gogh

[radical-revolution]

I long so much to make beautiful things. But beautiful things require effort and disappointment and perseverance.

—Vincent Van Gogh

Art: Starry Night Over the Rhône (1888)

Van Gogh seems to have been particularly enchanted by the night sky, and the gas lighting visible across the water in Arles. He was excited enough about the painting to include a sketch of it to his friend, the painter Eugène Boch, and the work was publicly exhibited in 1889 at the Société des Artistes Indépendants in Paris.

He also described the painting in almost loving detail in one of the many letters he wrote to his brother Theo, describing it as “…the starry sky painted by night, actually under a gas jet. The sky is aquamarine, the water is royal blue, the ground is mauve. The town is blue and purple. The gas is yellow and the reflections are russet gold descending down to green-bronze. On the aquamarine field of the sky the Great Bear is a sparkling green and pink, whose discreet paleness contrasts with the brutal gold of the gas. Two colorful figurines of lovers in the foreground.”

[elliotxcross]

𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐎𝐓 𝐃𝐔𝐍𝐒𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄 || 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐋𝐒

IAN GALLAGHER, shameless. mischievous growing up, lone-wolf, self-conscious about mental health, feels inadequate, excellent work ethic when invested.

KIT KAT, about time. unlucky and often unhappy, aimless, dependent on vices, self-destructive at times, feels like the family failure, trying to self-improve.

LIP GALLAGHER, shameless. extraordinarily intelligent, extremely irresponsible, self-sabotaging, trouble for the sake of trouble, overwhelmed by the burden of great expectations, loyal to family and protective of younger siblings.

THEO CRAIN, the haunting of hill house. observant, spontaneous, detached, independent and pragmatic, intelligent, reactive and sensitive, builds up emotional walls, always wants to protect family.

VINCENT VAN GOGH, at eternity's gate. strong and difficult personality, penchant for self-martyrdom, alienates others with argumentative nature, sensitive spirit, needs authenticity and self-expression, reliant on brother’s support and love.

WILL HUNTING, good will hunting. cocky, brash, and combative, never flees from a fight, puts on a façade, unmistakably intelligent and, undoubtedly, extremely scared.

HONORABLE MENTIONS

JIM HAWKINS, treasure planet.

THEODORE DECKER, the goldfinch.

CARL GALLAGHER, shameless.

MARC SPECTOR, moonknight. 

#inspo. #edits. #bsco.media #// why yes i am using both ian and lip as inspo #// and carl lol #long post tw

[lordhelpme0-0]

Ikevamp OC: Olga of Kiev Prologue introduction:

Just so you know, I try my best to make it long and enjoyable. If there is grammar mistakes, do let me know~! Enjoy!

The rain was watering down a beautiful mansion with pillars and courtyard. The animal grazed around and inside the stables. Chickens clucked as h the ry pecked to and fro. Who could have wonder as in the drawing room is a woman. She was staring down the window, as raindrops trickle down.

Sighing, the lady light blonde hair flowed behind her. Her creamy white lace nightgown trailing behind. Eyes red as roses and cheeks with a hint of life. Her Phoenix eyes half lidded as she trailed through the hall. The vases of Chinese porcelain situated at each side. The purple satin curtains shudder in her presence.

Windows with intricate openings and hard silk fabric covered the walls. The hint of sandalwood incense drizzled out. With the pale woman lightly treading inside.

Soon her eyes sharpen when seeing the content of two letters. One with a stake and rose. Another with feather pen and a waist watch. Stiffly walking forward, as if she had don’t do many times before. Her lithe slender hands picked both letters, skimming as her eyes tighten.

Her lips thinned, with emotions oozing out. Soon a knock was heard, she turned her head to meet another woman.

A tender and small stature in white robes with a shawl. Her black dark purple iridescent hair cascading down. Her lips plump like hearts and apricot eyes. A smile was greeted with a trouble face.

“Chị, it’s night. Why are you so troubled?” The woman face tightened more, “a human girl has entered through Comte’s door.” The other woman eyes widen, but quickly gained composure. “I’m sure he is helping the poor child. Come, it’s time to sleep Olga.”

Olga sighed, placing one dark and neutral letters down. She quickly was ushered to bed. “Have you taken your rogue?” Olga nodded. “Yes, I have. Have you, Ỷ Lan?” Ỷ Lan nodded, “Mn. Sleep, I will take care of the departure. Soon we will meet with Comte.”

Olga sighed, never knowing a human can get through that blasted door of that Frenchman. It will be an interesting event, especially if her great-grand nephew has plans. A dangerous plan, nonetheless a plan.

Hopefully this party will be over, and soon she will see what if this girl. Never knowing a path she never took nor the oath will take.

Introduction to the MC who is referred to MC or you can place your name onto MC if you wish

MC was quietly dusting off the bookshelf, not knowing vampiric noblewomen will enter the mansion. Especially after Vlad and Comte have finally agree to host it over here.

She did note that both purebloods were surprisingly flustered and anxious. Especially Vlad who almost killed Arthur and Charles for messing up one of the decor.

Even Mozart and Jean seem to come out more with Isaac mumbling jittery. Wellington was seen to soar even more with Napoleon and Alexander.

She has even noticed that Sir Worth have even helped Arthur from Vlad tendency

Comte was still ever in his office with Leonardo seen smoking less. Even his room was halfway clean.

MC sighed as she walked down the hall, nodding towards a busy mind Van Gogh. Theo was mumbling with paintings and papers in his arms.

“Theo, do you need help?” The scowling banh Gogh brother turned over to Mc. Sighing, he gruffly nodded. “Any help will do Hondjie. Just need to deliver these to Vincent along with commissions. Now that Sebastian is busy, I have to run some errands quickly.”

MC nodded, quickly taking the content and cradle it securely into her arms. He smirk slightly, patting the woman hand. “Good hondjie, now run along on then.”

Huffing, she rolled her eyes as she went off to Vincent room. As she finally knocked, a muffled come in was said. Vincent face was gruff with concentration and precision, not looking as MC placed the content onto his desk.

She smiled at Brush who chitter to her back. Looking at the portrait were four women, unfinished.

“Who are they, Vincent?” He turned over to smile at the woman. “Not just anyone, these are gifts for our guest.” He went back to painting a eye so red and vibrant. As if the eye of a blonde woman captivated her eyes. Shaking her head as she turned to Vincent. “I’ll be going now, good luck with the painting!”

Vincent hummed a thank back before frowning slightly. As MC closed the door behind her, she noticed that Mozart was rushing with Salieri towards the piano with chocolate in hand. Paying no mind, she continue the hall away before bumping to Sebastian.

Sighing, she quickly did the task at hands for the butler. Rushing down the halls as she went, she almost bumped into a woman.

Just before she could even regain a balance, a hand shot out to balance her. Quickly looking up at a startle woman in a Russian dress.

Eyes vibrant and enticing, lips plumps, and skin as milky as cream. MC eyes snap out of the trance, quickly excusing herself before the regal beautiful woman.

“Oh gosh! I’m so sorry!!!” Bowing multiple times before a chuckle is heard.

“Ah, you must be the girl I’ve heard so many times. Come, take a stroll with this old lady” The middle age women smiled at me. Her eyes twinkling like red sapphires.

MC felt a blush crept up before nodding, unaware of the stares from around the courtyard. Soon a shout was heard, “Babushka!!” Vlad soon strolled out with a wide grin. The sapphire eye woman smiled gently towards the man.

Both the man and woman embraced each other. Vlad noticed MC, smiling sincerely before the woman. “Mc, this is my babushka. Olga of Kiev.”

Olga of kiev?! MC eyes widen at hearing the famed Saint name. “T-the Saint Olga of Kiev?!” Olga chuckled, slightly slapping behind Vlad head. “Yes, I am Olga. I apologize if my greats-grandson has caused any trouble.”

The woman smiled gently at her. MC nodded, tense. Before realizing something. “Isn’t there three more either you your holiness?”

Olga roses an eyebrow at the word holiness before sighing. “I’m nothing holy nor of divinity. As for the other, they’re on their own adventure in the town plaza.”

“Ah.” Olga then looked behind Vlad, “it seems the rest are waiting for us, come join us child. I would like to know you better.” MC nodded as she followed the regal lady with Vlad into the mansion.

Both women not knowing the very fate hiding for them both. Or so told, as the sun was slowly setting down. Three more pairs soon enter the mansion with souvenir. Ỷ Lan smiled, “it seems Olag will not be alone anymore.” The demure woman smiled as Định questioningly looked at her.

Zenobia chuckled, slyly looked at the two. “Well then, Olga shouldn’t be taking the girl all to herself now should she? Let’s make our entrance..ladies~!”

[Part 1 finished…part 2 of the Prologue continues…]

Tagging: @sange-de-romane @pieground @vio-simps-for-purple-characters @evil-quartett @a-chaotic-dumbass @spoopy-fish-writes

#ikemen vampire #Ikevamp #Ikemen vampire prologue #Ikevamp oc #Ikemen vampire Oc #oneshot #ikevamp oc prologue introduction #Ikevamp Olga of Kiev #Ikemen vampire Olga

[polecat-pondering]

Blog 6 - Vincent

I have always loved the art of Vincent Van Gogh – like the rest of the world. As a former art major, of course I have read about Van Gogh. And because I found him so intriguing, I have continued to read about him throughout my life. I read “Letters to Theo”. I would like to say I enjoyed it, but honestly, that isn’t the right word. You can feel the pain in every word. Don McLean’s song, Vincent, caught the artist perfectly in my opinion. Recently some new information has come out about Van Gogh’s life that is very interesting. It sheds new light on his life. He is still relevant 100 years after his death.

For several years, his paintings held the record for most ever paid at auction. I believe the only reason they don’t have the current record is because they haven’t come on the market for a few years. During his lifetime, he sold only a single painting:

Red Vineyard at Arles Pushkin State Museum of Fine Arts, Moscow

His brother, Theo, supported him for most of his life and even arranged an art show in his home to promote Vincent’s paintings. But Vincent did not become famous until well after his death; and then only thanks to the dogged perseverance of Theo’s wife, who continued to promote his work. Possibly to recover some of what Theo had spent. Or perhaps to create an income because Theo died soon after Vincent did.

Vincent was obsessed with painting. Every dime he got was spent on canvases, brushes, and paint. For a time, he lived with a prostitute who supported them with her work. She finally booted him out because every time she gave him money to buy food, he spent it all on paint.

He was obsessed.

Last week, a couple of knuckleheads decided to get attention for their cause by throwing tomato soup on Van Gogh’s painting, Sunflowers. (And then of course, glued their hands to the wall.)

I was furious.

This is not a question of whether their cause is righteous. This was pure viciousness. Or stupidity. Take your pick. They threw food on a painting that a man starved to create! I can’t imagine anything much lower.

Regardless of my opinion. Their actions forced me to think about how Vincent would feel about what happened. Good Lord, the man cut off his ear because he had an argument with his roommate! This is a man of extremes. For someone to destroy (or attempt to destroy) his work would have evoked either great anger or extreme depression. I chose to end my poem with his final words in life: “Will the sadness last forever?”

#Youtube

[brown-little-robin]

I found this while reading Van Gogh’s letter 155 to his brother Theo. Image id under the readmore

[image id: an excerpt from a letter reading: “Now likewise, everything in men and in their works that is truly good, and beautiful with an inner moral, spiritual and sublime beauty, I think that that comes from God, and that everything that is bad and wicked in the works of men and in men, that’s not from God, and God doesn’t find it good, either. But without intending it, I’m always inclined to believe that the best way of knowing God is to love a great deal. Love that friend, that person, that thing, whatever you like, you’ll be on the right path to knowing more thoroughly, afterwards; that’s what I say to myself. But you must love with a high, serious intimate sympathy, with a will, with intelligence, and you must always seek to know more thoroughly, better, and more. That leads to God, that leads to unshakeable faith.”]

#I'm trying and trying to make a web weaving for Kaylie #and combing over Van Gogh's letters in the attempt #and oh! this passage! #he was reflecting on how art and literature inform each other / how you can love them both... how there's something of Shakespeare in #in the gospel and something of the gospel in Shakespeare... #grace in stories...! #poor Van Gogh. I can't read too much of his letters at a time #because his depression is too familiar #but he has SUCH a way with words... and sometimes something bright like this shines through his dark clouds...! #I don't entirely agree with him #but WHAT a punchy passage

[bornandbredginger]

Hi! Just wanted to say that a while ago you recommended a book to me, "Vincent and Theo: the Van Gogh brothers" by Deborah Heiligman. I started reading it, and I'm really liking it! So thank you. Hope you're having a good day. 🖐️

😭😭

i'm so happy you are liking it! Deborah Heiligman is actually my great-aunt but i wouldn't recommend a book if i didn't genuinely enjoy the writing! such an interesting dynamic between the two brothers 👬🏼

#vincent van gogh #theo van gogh #deborah heiligman #books #book recommendations

[pandaemoniumpancakes]

Émile Bernard, Cueilleuses de pommes à Pont-Aven, 1888, oil on canvas, 75.5 x 61.5 cm.

   “Cueilleuses de pommes à Pont-Aven epitomizes Bernard's work of the late 1880s when he was at the apex of his engagement with the most advanced currents in French painting. He was still in his teens and a student at Cormon’s atelier libre in Paris, when in 1887, he and his classmate Louis Anquetin developed the radical pictorial style known as Cloisonism. The young critic Edouard Dujardin coined the term in an article about Anquetin published in the 1 March 1888 issue of La Revue Indpéndante—it referred to the medieval technique of firing ground colored glass in a metal framework that outlined the design. Dujardin noted similarities to the methods of Japanese woodblock print-making, and old French popular woodcuts known as images d’epinal, in which “the artists first trace lines within which are placed colours according to the colour-pattern process” (quoted in B. Welsh Ocharov, Vincent van Gogh and the Birth of Cloisonism, exh. cat., Art Gallery of Ontario, Toronto, 1981, p. 24).    Bernard was upset that Dujardin had given Anquetin full credit for this new development without mentioning his own contribution. Bernard maintained that he had arrived at Cloisonism through his study of Japanese prints. Vincent van Gogh, who had known Bernard in Cormon's atelier and was then painting in Arles, noted in a June 1888 letter to his brother Theo that "in the Japanese style young Bernard has perhaps gone further than Anquetin" (LT 500). It was on the recommendation of van Gogh that Paul Gauguin agreed to welcome Bernard in Pont-Aven, the site of the present work, when the young painter traveled there with his mother and sister Madeleine in August 1888. Gauguin initially met Bernard in September 1886, during Bernard's first trip to Brittany, when the aspiring teenaged artist toured the region on foot. At that time, Bernard had carried a letter of introduction from Gauguin's close friend Claude-Emile Schuffenecker, but Gauguin had received him guardedly. This time, however, the two artists got on well. They were now both working toward similar goals and enthusiastically exchanged their ideas. Moreover, Gauguin was attracted to Bernard's sister, who later became engaged to Charles Laval, the painter who had accompanied Gauguin to Martinique in 1886, and who was also in Pont-Aven during 1888. Nancy Mowll Mathews has written, "Gauguin was energized by Bernard’s forceful rejection of the old tenets of naturalism and his desire to found an art based on completely new principles, which Bernard wanted to call pictorial symbolism. Gauguin had preached the same message himself. But even though Bernard was mostly confirming ideas that Gauguin already held, it is surprising how swiftly Gauguin assimilated Bernard's new verbal and pictorial language. A new force had definitely taken hold of the old P Go" (Paul Gauguin, An Erotic Life, New Haven, 2001, pp. 107-108).    The results of these discussions soon became manifest in the work of both painters. In September 1888, Gauguin painted La vision après le sermon (Wildenstein, no. 308), while Bernard during this time completed Cueilleuses de pommes à Pont-Aven, which share outlined forms and even application of color. While Bernard's guiding interests in this painting (and related prints of the period) were largely formal, using radically flat color forms from which even shadows have been removed, there is nonetheless an accompanying symbolism in the autumn apple harvest (used to make the cheap hard cider the artists liked to drink) as a reference to Eve in the Garden of Eden.    On the strength of these striking efforts, Gauguin exhorted Bernard to press forward. In a letter to his young friend dated October 1888, Gauguin wrote, "You hold all the trumps in your hand. With foot in stirrup betimes, you will arrive fully armed and in all the vigour of youth at the moment when the blocked road has been cleared in great part. You are extraordinarily gifted, and painting now, you will undoubtedly arrive" (quoted in M. Malingue, ed., Paul Gauguin, Letters to his Wife and Friends, Boston, 2003, p. 101).”

#emile bernard