This post is a re-blog I’m presenting with the permission of the author, Lora R Fisher. Some of you know my family lost a daughter due to complications of Epilepsy. This is a story of how a Master Impressionist overcame. I have shared the introduction to the original blog with a link to the entire post. Enjoy!
Vincent’s life has been a gift to us all.
Add to that the overwhelming evidence that he did not commit suicide, but rather was shot by one of two young men who delighted in tormenting him, and you have a perfect storm of tragedy.
The saving grace, if one can call it that, was that he welcomed death as a release from his suffering and his dependence upon his ailing younger brother. His dying wish was that no one be accused or blamed for his death. Imagine knowing that you caused an innocent person’s death and living with that reality for the rest of your life.
It is terribly sad that he suffered so intensely, but glorious that he lived and, in spite of his suffering, produced works that inspire millions of people around the world, with no end in sight.For the complete article, Vincent van Gogh: Clearing the Confusion click here.
Thank you for that, he is one of my favorite artist, sad, people did not understand his condition, but like you said he left his work to inspire us. Good post, will check the complete version!
You’re welcome, Doris.
I’m glad you enjoyed this post. I know how much you appreciate the world of art.