Today, Van Gogh would be addicted to meth and squatting in an abandoned Brooklyn warehouse after losing his meager savings and ear to the hipster grifter. I'm glad he lived when he did.
Vince was a Redhead. Carrot Top. Red on the noodle like the dick on a poodle.
Redheads are all out of their minds in one way or another, so there's really no telling what happened. Besides, Art Historians, more so than other disciplines, have been making shit up about people and events for years. It's nothing more than clever marketing.
Would Mr. Van Gogh be any less interesting without the cut off ear story? Probably not.
But take a guy like Jeff Koons, would he suck any less for actually marrying the Prostitute, as apposed to simply gifting her a piece of his own flesh? Again, probably not.
Sounds like Gauguin is the actual badass, just like I always thought! Van Gogh was a big whiny baby, just like I always thought. Only girls throw glasses.
Not true. I once had to use a pint glass to save my own Life.. Caught the Dude, who was twice my size and super pissed off, right across the bridge of the nose, when I was forced by circumstances to whip it at him. His nose exploded, giving me enough time to beat a hasty retreat. And the glass didn't break till it hit the floor.
In a bar fight, the pint glass is the great equalizer.
@lurkystars: Only girls throw glasses AT YOU. Because they know if they throw a punch at your ass you won't know how to block it and you'll go down like Foreman in the eighth round.
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Priceless.
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So Van Gogh was Spartacus?
What about all those other guys saying they were Spartacus?
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Only when I'm flying.
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Redheads are all out of their minds in one way or another, so there's really no telling what happened. Besides, Art Historians, more so than other disciplines, have been making shit up about people and events for years. It's nothing more than clever marketing.
Would Mr. Van Gogh be any less interesting without the cut off ear story? Probably not.
But take a guy like Jeff Koons, would he suck any less for actually marrying the Prostitute, as apposed to simply gifting her a piece of his own flesh? Again, probably not.
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Not to be confused with the Van Gogh yurt, where he sometimes took breaks from landscape painting.
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Hot, sweaty angst.
God I need to get laid.
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"Too tight Toulouse"?
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Not true. I once had to use a pint glass to save my own Life.. Caught the Dude, who was twice my size and super pissed off, right across the bridge of the nose, when I was forced by circumstances to whip it at him. His nose exploded, giving me enough time to beat a hasty retreat. And the glass didn't break till it hit the floor.
In a bar fight, the pint glass is the great equalizer.
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Although Gauguin was a philandering syphilis vector with a colonial gaze.
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Many, but artists sometimes get to skate on moral idiocy more than others.
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/hmppph.
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Not so much. Must have been awful to be la Madame Gauguin.
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Thank you for the Repo Man soundtrack memory!
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