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I'm curious about what Van Gogh's life

would have been like.

Would he wake up and his ideas

would float into his head like

the breeze that ruffled his hair?

Would he start painting, massacring

his canvas with colours that assault the eyes?

Would he have not made a masterpiece from

his blood that leaked from his paintbrush?

And maybe he gave his ear as a

gift to his lover,

and his artworks were his ode to her.

Maybe if he were alive today, he would

paint his tears in oil, and swipe shades with

sage leaves and zenith blue petals.

Maybe he would take the pigment out of irises using a syringe

and steal the auras

of stars that surround him.

Van Gogh was a tortured man.

And I believe that he was a lovely artist

that only wanted the world to see what he saw

and feel what he felt. 

He was a person as much as he was

an artist, a painter.

He was a man who waltzed the deadly dance

with his brush, and he showed us a glimpse of what his world was like.

I'm curious about what Van Gogh's life

would have been like.

I bet it was filled with such sadness and loneliness and life and sunshine.

But, he also had a vision.

And vision creates change.

And he envisioned himself drowning in the starry night sky 

with only the lights of the lampposts to guide him to a better place

where he could breathe and create.

May he rest in peace.

Vincent Van Gogh (1853 - 1890)

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