Painters Paintings Vincent van Gogh: Memory of the Garden at Etten (Ladies of Arles), 1888, Oil on …
Painters Work Vincent van Gogh: Reminiscence of the Backyard at Etten (Women of Arles), 1888, Oil on canvas, 73 x 92 cm, Hermitage Museum, St. Petersburg
This portray, which was produced at Arles in February 1888, remembers Van Gogh’s native Holland and the backyard of his mother and father’ home at Etten. The artist’s impressions of the intense solar and resonant colors of the south have been mixed with nostalgia for dwelling. Working in Arles alongside Gauguin, he got here beneath the robust affect of the latter’s type, however van Gogh’s highly effective romantic temperament demanded expression in a extra dramatic type that was to be present in Gauguin’s work.
The ladies within the left-hand nook resemble his mom, Anna van Gogh Carbentus and sister
Willemien Jacoba van Gogh.
Vincent described the portray in a letter to his sister: “I’ve now simply painted a memory of the backyard at Etten, to place in my bed room, and right here’s a croquis of it. It’s fairly an enormous canvas.
Now listed below are the colors. The youthful of the 2 girls strolling is carrying a Scottish scarf with inexperienced and orange checks and carrying a pink parasol. The outdated one has a blue-violet scarf, nearly black. However a bunch of dahlias, some lemon yellow, others variegated pink and white, explode towards this sombre determine.
Behind them a number of emerald-green cedar or cypress bushes. Behind these cypresses one catches a glimpse of a mattress of pale inexperienced and pink cabbages, surrounded by a border of little white flowers. The sandy path is a uncooked orange, the foliage of two beds of scarlet geraniums may be very inexperienced. Lastly, within the center floor is a maidservant wearing blue who’s arranging crops with a profusion of white, pink, yellow and vermilion-red flowers.
There you’re, I do know it isn’t maybe a lot of a resemblance, however for me it conveys the poetic character and the type of the backyard as I really feel them.
In the identical manner, let’s suppose that these two girls strolling are you and our mom. Let’s even suppose then that there could also be not the slightest, completely not the slightest vulgar and fatuous resemblance, the deliberate alternative of color, the darkish violet violently blotched with the lemon yellow of the dahlias, suggests Mom’s character to me.”