“A unique tv documentary of the life and the works of Vincent van Gogh. For 60 minutes we are travelling with Vincent in a geographical reconstruction of his life. The documentary shows beautiful pictures of which Van Gogh has drawn his inspiration for his works. A lot of the buildings still exist.
Through modern digital techniques the current image changes into the painting that was made by Van Gogh for over 100 years ago. The documentary begins in the basement of a museum in Mons, where they keep the first professional work of Vincent and ends in Auvers sur Oisewhere Van Gogh has been buried…”
Really digging this photograph from the Burger Records episode from Patrick O'dell's #livingoffthewall documentary on Upstarts and how they got their start, proving that if you have the passion, you can do want you want!
30 presumably exhausted artists hand-painted the 56,800 separate frames that make up a film about Van Gogh’s manic life. And no – not every European animation is done by artfully daubing each canvas-sized animation cel; this one has been specifically done to look like the entire story takes place in our protagonist’s paintings. It’s an endeavor that took a total of two years to complete, at a rate of one painting every 40 minutes.
And it’s not just the visuals that are obsessively intricate, as the plot itself was pulled from 800 different letters by the artist and is presented as a series of interviews and reenactments surrounding the circumstances of his death. It comes out this September, and it’s still being completed in Poland and Greece. The film’s production raises the question of why more biopics about visual artists aren’t done to mimic their style. Just imagine the cinematic wonderment of H.R. Giger’s childhood depicted as a roiling ocean of disembodied dicks.
I watched such a good documentary on Van Gogh and don’t get me wrong he is such an inspiration to many but I often see people severely romanticising him? Like he wasn’t a faultless sad dreamer sitting in soft fields all day. He was a man with untreated mental illnesses who could become almost obsessive with people, who readily caused conflict and arguments with people he cared for to the point of aggression, often resulting in these people cutting off contact with him. This left Vincent Van Gogh a very isolated man with ideals that were not suited for the time he lived in. he had a large martyr complex towards people he thought were suffering to the point where he gave a 19 year old physically scarred girl working in a brothel his severed ear as a monument for her of Vincent. Idk I just feel Vincent Van Gogh had a very complex character which deserved more respect than simply being thought of as a depressed man who though yellow paint was the key to happiness
How lovely it is to lose your way at times. To find yourself completely nowhere, with no direction home. Even car trouble can be a blessing in disguise. I will say this about the modern world, with its hustling and bustling and absurd level of connectivity – it is almost overwhelmingly easy to disappear.