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Vincent

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By Michelle Dane

They say that the most talented people are those who are mad. Is it the talent that makes them mad? Is it their sensitivity that gives them their ability to be so talented that makes them mad? Is it all that and more coming together all at once that makes them so much more than the average person?  Vincent van Gogh lived in that moment and in that torment. "As for me, I am rather often uneasy in my mind, because I think that my life has not been calm enough; all those bitter disappointments, adversities, changes keep me from developing fully and naturally in my artistic career," he wrote in a letter (Letter W11) on June 16, 1889. Was his painting his escape from that torment?

            Today Van Gogh would likely be diagnosed as having a “bipolar personality disorder” (popularly called “manic-depressive”).  People in the 1890’s did not understand what that meant. We now know that some of the most creative and sensitive people are bipolar; Vincent was a classic example. In his paintings and drawings he desperately tried to show us how he was feeling. During his manic phases he frantically painted for days and weeks on end, ignoring even the simplest of basic needs, such as food and hygiene. He spent every penny he had on paint supplies instead of food. Then there were his bouts of depression; many lasted for weeks and even hospitalized him.

His own letters show his instability. We know Van Gogh not only from his paintings but from over 700 letters. These letters are what give us such an insight into his personality and feelings. He was so obsessed with his painting that even when he was in love – he had had several relationships in his life – they would come second to his obsession.

His bipolar personality caused extreme chaos in his relationships. While he craved all the companionship, validation, and attention he could get, at the same time couldn’t handle them. Van Gogh had a hard time keeping friends. He could not hold down a job for long periods of time. Try as he did, he couldn’t stay in one place, especially indoors, for extended periods. He would express his constant need to be outside. The only person he was really close to was his brother. Even that relationship was strained to its limits when Vincent lived with him for two years.

Van Gogh preferred the quiet and calm of nature, as many of us do. By examining his paintings you can see this dichotomy between peacefulness and chaos that he wrote about in his letters. An example of this is displayed in his Park at Asnieres in Spring . This is what would be considered a peaceful place, yet you can see the background of chaos in his brush strokes. The grass is wild and the trees seem as if they are blowing madly in the wind. The colors, bright and chaotic, make the painting appear as if he were trying to find a place of peace in life that he couldn’t find in his mind.

His most famous painting, Starry Night, is a prime example of what would be a peaceful scene, that is looking at the night sky of a peaceful sleeping city. Yet, it is anything but peaceful. The stars and clouds are in a swirl of movement; the tree is rustling in the wind. Van Gogh’s brush strokes appear that they have been painted in almost a manic frenzy.   

            In contrast, one can see Van Gogh’s depressed moods in his many paintings of the poor. In Wood Gatherers in the Snow his paint strokes are blended and flat. The colors used are dull and the whole painting evokes a sadness, a sorrow that he was feeling. He pulls at our heart as he tries to show the sadness of their plight. Vincent’s despair is clearly evident in Woman Sewing, with a Girl, his drawing of his girl friend who would leave him shortly after this was drawn. At times he was so depressed he couldn’t come out of his room. This deep, intense, depression eventually ended with him taking his life.

            In his short lifetime Vincent van Gogh created over 800 paintings and over 1000 drawings. Yet, he only sold one painting. He desperately craved, and needed, the recognition that he didn’t get; the support, understanding, and adoration that he only got in death. Van Gogh died knowing he was an absolute, total, abject failure – friendless, loveless, hurting, and almost totally alone.

            Would I have wanted to live his life in exchange for his talent? Sometimes I wish I could; maybe then I could express how I feel and what I have seen in my life. Yet, the pain, the heartache and loneliness are oppressive and frightening.  When I really think about it, the cost of Van Gogh’s talent is too high for its benefits. I wish I could have known him, though.  I wish I could have been there to love him and tell him how his paintings touched my heart and make me feel; good, bad, up, down – really feel. Don McLean’s popular song and tone poem, Starry Starry Night(Vincent),expresses how I feel better than I can. 

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Please note that statements representing Van Gogh as being “bipolar” are my personal opinion. My belief is based on my education in psychology and my extensive work with mentally ill children. After having read his biography, personal statements, and hundreds of his letters it is very clear that he had a problem. It is very interesting for me to wonder whether he would he have killed himself if they had known in the 1800’s what is now known about mental illnesses? On the other hand, would the drugs he would be taking to control his disease stifle or diminish his abilities? He spent so much of his last few years striving to become the perfect painter. That kind of obsession could only have been driven by someone who was so manic. Do we have people today who are, or could be, as talented as Vincent but, because of medication, can not express themselves?  We will never know how talented they are or the beauty they could produce; they will never known the pain, depression, and anguish that drives someone to commit suicide. 

 

 

BIBLIOGRAPHY

http://www.vangoghgallery.com/index.html

http://www.vangoghmuseum.com/bisrd/top-1-2.html 

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