Oh my gosh!!! I saw so many iconic paintings today! I’m honestly still a little in shock that we got to visit both the Rijksmuseum and the Vincent van Gogh museum. I actually stood in front of Rembrandt’s Night Watch and Van Gogh’s Sunflowers.
In the Rijksmuseum, for some reason unknown to me, one of the paintings stood out among the hundreds we saw. There were, of course, the masterpieces like The Night Watch, that aren’t really comparable due to their significance, but among the others, Still Life with Cheeses by Floris van Dijk was a favorite of mine. Our guide, Pim, explained that the stages of the aging cheese were an allegory for life, and how we all eventually end up as a dark, very aged cheese. That’s all well and good, and definitely important, but I was struck by the sheer attention to detail in the piece. I could see lines in the wheels of cheese where the knife had shifted while cutting; the water in the glass was both transparent and reflective. That someone could capture all this in physical paint on a canvas just blew my mind. It honestly looked like a photograph at first. This sort of hyper-realism isn’t exactly the contemporary fashion anymore, but it’s always astonishing to observe.
On the other end of the spectrum is one of my favorite paintings in the world, Irises, by Vincent van Gogh. It was painted in the last few years of his life, while he was living in an asylum for the mentally ill. I’ve always felt a strong connection with Van Gogh and his struggle with mental illness and depression, and to see his work so loved and appreciated, even though it is long after his death, is really meaningful for me. Not to mention, he really is a master. He took what he knew and observed in others and used it to create his own, truly unique style. This is especially apparent in Irises, which was painted long after he figured out his own way of painting and looking at the world. Even though he has lived a life of pain and obscurity, he painted beauty and innocence. The irises appear both strong and delicate, and though some are bent and fallen, the majority stand tall. By turning in every direction, there is a quiet dynamism. Even the colors exude a solidity of sorts; the combination of blue and yellow is bright and brings to mind a feeling of comfort. That he could paint something so excellent during his time in Saint Paul-de-Mausole really speaks to his skill and talent.