[Jo's note: 'This letter, evidently his penultimate one to
Theo, was found on Vincent's body after his suicide on the
27th. There is a note at the top in Theo's handwriting on it:
“Letter he was carrying on him July 29”'. In fact, it is obviously a rough draught of
My dear brother,
Thanks for your kind letter and for the 50 fr. note it contained
There are many things I should like to write you about, but
I feel it is pointless. I hope you have found these
gentlemen favorably disposed toward you.
Your reassuring me as to the state of peace of your household
was not worth the trouble, I think, having seen the other
side of it for myself. And I quite agree with you that rearing a
boy on a fourth floor is a hell of a job for you as well as
Since it is going well, which is the main thing,
I should insist on things of less importance. My word, before we
have a chance of talking business more calmly, there is
probably a long way to go.That is all I want to say, that I noted it with a certain
fright and I cannot hide it. But that is all there is to it.
The other painters, whatever they think of it, instinctively
keep themselves at a distance from discussions about actual trade.
Well, the truth is, we cannot speak other than by our paintings. But
still, my dear brother, there is this that I have always told
you, and I repeat it once more with all the earnestness that
can be imparted by an effort of a mind diligently fixed on
trying to do as well as one can - I tell you again that I shall
always consider that you are something other than a simple
dealer in Corots, that through my mediation you have your part
in the actual production of some canvases, which even in the
cataclysm retain their calm.
For this is what we have got to, and this is all or at least
the chief thing that I can have to tell you at a moment of
comparative crisis. At a moment when things are very strained
between dealers in paintings by dead artists, and living
Well, my work to me, I risk my life on it, and my reason has half foundered
- all right - but you are not one of those dealers in men, as far as I know, and
you can take sides, I find, truly acting with humanity, but what is the use?
At this time, Vincent was 37 year old
Vincent van Gogh. Letter to Theo van Gogh. Written 23 July 1890 in Auvers-sur-Oise. Translated by Robert Harrison, edited by Robert Harrison, number 652.
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