Tuesday, 4 November 2008

Vincent van Gogh The Bedroom at Arles painting

Vincent van Gogh The Bedroom at Arles paintingVincent van Gogh Thatched Cottages at Cordeville paintingVincent van Gogh Still life with roses and sunflowers painting
immersed in her long-unopened copy of her younger self, disrespectful of books, had made a number of marks: underlinings, ticks in the margins, exclamations, multiple queries. Seeing that she had awoken, he read out a selection of these passages with a wicked grin. "From the Proverbs of Hell," he began. "_The lust of the goat is the bounty of God_." She blushed furiously. "And what is more," he continued, "_The ancient tradition that the world will be consumed in fire at the end of six thousand years is true, as I have heard from Hell_. Then, lower down the page: _This will come to pass by an improvement of sensual enjoyment_. Tell me, who is this? I found her pressed in the pages." He handed her a dead woman's photograph: her sister, Elena, buried here and forgotten. Another addict of visions; and a casualty of the habit. "We don't talk about her much." She was kneeling unclothed on the bed, her pale hair hiding her face. "Put her back where you found her."
_I saw no God, nor heard any, in a finite organical perception; but my senses discover'd the infinite in every thing_. He riffled on through the book, and

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