Vincent Van Gogh
Vincent Van Gogh
Vincent Willem van Gogh; 30 March 1853 – 29 July 1890) was a Dutch Post-Impressionist painter whose work had a far-reaching influence on 20th-century art. In just over a decade he created approximately 2100 artworks, including around 860 oil paintings, most of them in the last two years of his life. They include landscapes, still lifes, portraits and self-portraits, and are characterised by symbolic colourisation and dramatic, impulsive and highly expressive paintwork. He sold only one painting during his lifetime and...
NationalityDutch
ProfessionPainter
Date of Birth30 March 1853
CityZundert, Netherlands
One may have a blazing hearth in one's soul and yet no one ever come to sit by it. Passersby see only a wisp of smoke from the chimney and continue on the way.
One may have a blazing hearth in one's soul, and yet no one ever comes to sit by it.
Purity of soul and impurity of body can go together.
Paintings have a life of their own that derives from the painter's soul.
I put my heart and my soul into my work, and have lost my mind in the process.
In trees, I see expression and soul
And painted portraits have a life of their own that comes from deep in the soul of the painter and where the machine can't go.
One must never let the fire go out in one's soul, but keep it burning.
Ah! Portraiture, portraiture with the thought, the soul of the model in it, that is what I think must come.
That God of the clergymen, He is for me as dead as a doornail. But am I an atheist for all that? The clergymen consider me as such- be it so; but I love, and how could I feel love if I did not live, and if others did not live, and then, if we live, t
I'm able to get by very well in life, and also with my work, without beloved God. But I, a suffering human being, can not survive without there being something greater than myself, which for me is my whole life- the creative power...I want to paint m
I want to do drawings which touch people...In figure or landscape I should wish to express, not sentimental melancholy, but serious sorrow.
The way to know life is to love many things.
I wish they would only take me as I am.