Back in his room at Denise's bakery,
Vincent placed his new drawings on the table.
Looking at it, he felt he had made shabby sketches.
He copied them into a new sheet of paper,
Improving and refining his drawings.
A sudden excitement gripped Vincent.
He wanted to see pictures all around him.
It was like a wave of passion,
Rushing, gushing all over his being.
He craved for art and paintings!
He recalled the work of his favourites -
Rembrandt, Millet, Jules Dupre,
Delacroix and Maris. And many others too.
He remembered he had a good collection
Of paintings, lithographs and etchings.
He felt nostalgic of the moments spent
In the art museums of London and Amsterdam.
That evening, Vincent simply forgot to be sad.
His thoughts were only of beautiful paintings
And the possibilities of countless artistic creations!
The artistic thoughts were like a lullaby,
That put him into a pleasant, peaceful sleep.
He got up refreshed at two-thirty in the morning,
Dressed up, picked up his pencil, sheets of paper,
Managed a rough board from the bakery kitchen as well,
And then, walked towards the Marcasse mine.
He sat on the same old, rusty iron wheel,
And started to sketch the miners rapidly.
This time, he managed to sketch five figures,
But, alas! all of them were without a face!
Vincent was unable to catch the expressions
Of the miners in darkness. But their faces were etched
Deeply in his mind. When all the miners disappeared
From his sight, Vincent went back to his room.
He began to sketch the figures quickly,
On fresh sheets of paper, otherwise,
He would forget to record the first impression.
When he completed his sketches, he looked at them,
Found them to be clumsy, disproportionate and ugly.
Laughing at himself, he tore them all into bits & pieces.!
Excellently penned the biography of artistic work through poetic diction; nice to read and enjoyable too
Genius is hardly satisfied. The doubts, the struggles, the pain of an artist are captured with great depth. I love this series! It's not easy being an artist. There's a lot to learn from Van Gogh 's life. Greatness comes with a price!
Your passion and relentless work with biographical poems amaze me a lot Geeta...very interesting and informative write...God bless you
A very informative series about the great artist. I love the entire series dear madam. A very commendable endeavour.
Such a perfectionist! And maybe, that's what did him in!
This magnificent episode carries itself to MyFavourites. Of course, Top Score.
Birth of the artist, the painter named Van Gogh is depicted so very skilfully, in a most inimitable way, which only Geeta can do. " That evening, Vincent simply forgot to be sad.".. I don't have words to express my feelings on reading this line!
This is a fantastic series, Geeta. You have me thinking that Van Gogh might have deliberately obscured the miners' faces to dwell on concealed inner qualities.
Beautifully painted all the events... well done! Thanks for sharing with us. With best wishes./PC
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem
Beautifully penned I learn something new each part