Truth and fiction, art and life, real and imagined—we have all manner of opposites to shape our view and understanding. But sometimes, they seem to coincide.
Some time ago, while looking through my ‘electronic shoebox’ I came across the two photos here. The first was consciously recording a scene, the Langlois Bridge at Arles, that was painted by Vincent Van Gogh in 1888.
The other was completely coincidental; it wasn’t until a year or so after the trip that I realized how closely the image of my wife at a cafe in Arles mirrored another Van Gogh painting, L’Arlesienne, also made in Arles in 1888.
The first two images were great, but it’s remarkable that you discovered your wife in the same pose while in the same city. I love this post!
Loved Arles, especially the magnificent Roman amphitheater. Van Gogh is my favorite artist of all time, so I was really enthused about this place. I do remember how very, very narrow the city streets were in the interior.