Between Feb 1888 and May 1889, Vincent Van Gogh produced an incredible 187 paintings. How many did he produce from Aug 1890 to Sept 1891?
Answer: Zero. On a brilliant day in July 1890, Van Gogh aimed a pistol at his chest and fired. He died two days later. He was 37. The paintings would stop. There would be no more Van Goghs. No more Sunflowers, Irises, or Starry Nights.
Undoubtedly, Van Gogh's madness stoked his creativity. But it also stopped it dead in its tracks.
His last words were: "The sadness will live forever."
From mcmanweb: Vincent and Me
In May of 1889 he entered the asylum at Saint Remy de Provence. "As for me, my health is good," he wrote his brother Theo, "and as for my brain, that will be, let us hope, a matter of time and patience."
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What got me started on this quick blog was Therese Borchard's excellent video blog from earlier today:
On Creativity and Mood Disorders
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Unfortunately the extremely creative and artistic are very vulnerable to depression. They live their emotions a full 100% and question everything which often eventually leads to suicide.
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