#94 "Parodies Of The Renowned: Vincent Van Gogh"
I finally saw Vincent Van Gogh's Starry Night a little while ago at the Museum Of Modern Art in New York City. Unlike my experience
with the Mona Lisa at The Louvre in Paris, Van Gogh's painting made me feel like I was tripping (in that psychedelic way). The Mona Lisa was behind thick glass and
was surrounded by crowds of people and security guards. I looked at DaVinci's creation and didn't feel anything. It didn't impress me. My first
thought was that it's famous because it's famous, because it was really just another portrait of a woman who lived centuries ago. I
didn't understand the hype, and the overkill. I found the experience devoid of depth, meaning, and inspiration.
Conversely, seeing Starry Night caused a shift in my consciousness. It was almost as if
the painting was filled with energy and light. It illuminated the room. One can't say, "it's just another swirly impressionist painting" and not
be practicing the art lying or deliberately obtuseness. I felt as if I had just smoked a joint when I saw it, and I haven't touched that stuff in 20 years. This response is not
analytical, left-brained, or due to accumulated knowledge about art. Many of Van Gogh's paintings affect me in this way, as have the sculptures of Michaelangelo,
works by Frida Kahlo, Rev. Howard Finster, Grandma Moses, Nellie Mae Rowe, David Troupes, Gary Larson, and others. It doesn't make any sense, and I can't explain it, but it's real and is what keeps me going back to museums and the cyber funny pages. Most importantly,
these creations keep inspiring me in my own work. Nothing better than the natural high of inspired creativity in action.
(drawn in crayon and pen)
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