The myths about Vincent van Gogh and his ear incident vary widely and no doubt are all untrue. As such, I crawled into the heart of the legendary artist to learn his true motivations on that night in Arles, France with his blustering painter pal Paul Gauguin.
The results are held secret amongst the Black velvet painting clad walls of the Waldorf Hotel.
While I am no Daniel Day Lewis, I do go “method” when needed… Specifically, when absinthe-spiked hot toddys are needed to crawl into hearts of darkness to discover the lust for life of Vincent van Gogh. The eyes hold all the secrets.
Halloween, Vancouver, circa 2011?