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Cliffs of Moher, Ireland

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126 years ago, Vincent went to a wheat field where he had painted before, and placed his easel against a haystack and went into the field behind a chateau. Sometime in the afternoon, he pulled out a revolver and shot himself in the torso, located between the stomach and the heart. Vincent died two days later in the arms of his ill brother, Theo. It’s a shame that a man who acted on destructing his body by digesting paint and cutting off a part of his ear due to impulsive and depressed behavior is glorified for his mental illness and only ‘optimistic’ art. I hope that anyone who views his work acknowledges the hurt, pain, and illness he has endured internally throughout his life, and take this moment (day of his death) as a chance to spread awareness about him and his work. 126 years later, I’m still being shown his art as reference in art class. Hopin’ the sun shines a little brighter wherever he’s at.⭐️ Love you, Vincent Willem van Gogh.

taking golden hour ootds with banana bread baking inside 🍁🍂 feels like fall ☕️