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Сообщение от DSF

You're forgetting one important thing. Van Gogh was on the content of his brother. And the paintings, which he wrote, belonged not only to him personally, but also his brother. Everything he wrote, he sent his brother and brother had to decide what to keep and what not. Here is a quote from a letter dated May 2, 1889: "... thou receive them no earlier than one week. In them a lot of trash, who better to destroy, I sent you indiscriminately everything that I had, and only you will choose and maintain what sochtesh worth. »

Theo seems to have thought it worth a lot - big thanks to him!

In fact, I can not live without respect for the artists who have full merciless to himself, your arms destroy bad things. But this - a double edged sword: it seems nowadays people have gradually come to believe that the artist most interesting is not so much the result of his work as very creative way. Even more, it is interesting personality artist. His very life becomes a kind of product. As a consequence, everyone, even a minor element in this life, becomes enduring value. Hence the interest generated by the personal belongings of the artist, all related to his life of material evidence. Not without reason, true connoisseurs are willing to save every scrap, the most trifling pocherkushku favorite author, if only through it as close to understanding his personality. Valuable it becomes everything.

And, of course, knowing that the author has destroyed the bad from his point of view things from fans is undisguised annoyance. Comfort may be the fact that in so doing, the artist did not change myself, and did only what was peculiar to his nature.
An artist can not conceive that his unsuccessful things go for a walk around the world, the other - with peace of mind meet their wildest thing in someone's collection. Thus, he pleads and such. Let unfortunate, but this is it.

I feel closer to this approach. A word spoken is past recalling, as from the artist's life can not erase a single picture. As it is ironic, the artist himself with interest may relate not only to his paintings, but also to his own personality. He can be himself is interesting, and analyzing their career, to take it in all together, being above the fray, not taking any position. Of course, in this case, and it takes some value, each own work. And by selling it, he did not hesitate taking the money, glad only that it will allow him to continue to put such an interesting experiment, as an artist. "
However, careless and here net.Tam place where there is a sincere love for the arts, failures are usually accidental and usually result from fatigue or similar outside reasons.

Anyway, this is not comparable to those businessmen, who, without any interest in their own works, wallows in the runup pattern sbyvaya them as pies. They, incidentally, is easy to determine precisely on what failures they do not happen at all. All of their "creativity" failed to identify and always stays at one level, where there is no downs, no ups.

Сообщение от DSF

Provide a specific quotation, which says" of Monet, he tried to fight the mind control over their work, tormented by this, I tried to write very quickly, so that the mind could not keep control of every stroke. The same problem studied and Van Gogh. "Specifically, the letter in which Van Gogh is said about this?

DSF, if you will permit me, I will mail a remarkable painter and theorist, a member of the association "Makovec" Lev Fedorovich Zhegin (1892 -1969):


LETTERS FROM THE LION FEDOROVICH Zhegin

NI Khardzhiev

I think I told you that probably in 1914 asked Chekrygin VA - Is it difficult to write? He responded in different ways - it said that it is the greatest pain, and pain, at other times even angry - how can works be excruciating. Now I'm leaning towards the latter. After all, it is about intuition - and, consequently, a miracle. Can the miracle be difficult?

July 7, 1962

From the letters JH Livkinu

Creativity - is the transition from the unconscious into the sphere of consciousness. For some, this process is made easy, others difficult. You belong to the first - I have to second.

Consciousness is always hurt me, I had him one way or another lull, - "then write," Why did not I invent this purpose! And now you're thinking - sat at an easel and paint - there's a lot harder, and I imagine that now, but tomorrow's number - it sounds crazy? "So, I dipped into the ever-volatile temporary stream. And since time is inseparably with the space, such a cunning way leads me to the feeling of space in painting. This time, perhaps , central

In fact, the problem posed by a gray, very important. No doubt it is facing the mass of artists, but we must bear in mind that it is rather a psychological nature, and is a "heritage" artists because of their inherent neuroticism