My dear sister,
I ought to have replied to your two letters long since, which I received while still in St-Rémy, but the journey, work and a host of new emotions up to today made me put it off from one day to the next. It interested me very much that you’ve cared for patients at the Walloon hospital,1 that’s certainly how one learns heaps of things, the best and most necessary that one can learn, and I myself regret that I know nothing, in any event not enough, about all that.
It was a great happiness for me to see Theo again, to meet Jo and the little one. Theo was coughing more than when I left him more than 2 years ago, but while talking and when I saw him at close hand, however, I considered him certainly rather changed for the better, all things considered, and Jo is full of both good sense and good will. The little one is not sickly, but not strong either. It’s a good system that if one lives in a large town the woman gives birth in the country and spends the first months there with the little one. But there you are, for the first time especially, as the birth is frightening, they certainly couldn’t have done better or otherwise than they did. I hope that they’ll come here to Auvers for a few days soon.
For me the journey and the rest up to now have gone well, and coming back to the north distracts me a lot. Then I’ve found in Dr Gachet a ready-made friend and something like a new brother would be – so much do we resemble each other physically, and  1v:2 morally too. He’s very nervous and very bizarre himself, and has rendered much friendship and many services to the artists of the new school, as much as was in his power. I did his portrait the other day2 and am also going to paint that of his daughter, who is 19.3 He lost his wife a few years ago, which has greatly contributed to breaking him.4 We were friends, so to speak, immediately, and I’ll go and spend one or two days a week at his house working in his garden, of which I’ve already painted two studies, one with plants from the south, aloes, cypresses, marigolds,5 the other with white roses, vines and a figure.6 Then a bouquet of buttercups.7 With that I have a larger painting of the village church8 – an effect in which the building appears purplish against a sky of a deep and simple blue of pure cobalt, the stained-glass windows look like ultramarine blue patches, the roof is violet and in part orange. In the foreground a little flowery greenery and some sunny pink sand. It’s again almost the same thing as the studies I did in Nuenen of the old tower and the cemetery.9 Only now the colour is probably more expressive, more sumptuous. But in the last few days at St-Rémy I worked like a man in a frenzy, especially on bouquets of flowers. Roses and violet Irises.10  1v:3
For Theo and Jo’s little one I brought back a rather large painting — which they’ve hung above the piano – white almond blossoms – big branches on a sky-blue background,11 and in their apartment they also have a new portrait of an Arlésienne.12 My friend Dr Gachet is decidedly enthusiastic about this latest portrait of the Arlésienne, one of which I also have myself,13 and about a portrait of myself,14 and that gave me pleasure, since he’ll drive me to do figure work and I hope he’ll find me a few interesting models to do. What I’m most passionate about, much much more than all the rest in my profession – is the portrait, the modern portrait. I seek it by way of colour, and am certainly not alone in seeking it in this way. I would like, you see I’m far from saying that I can do all this, but anyway I’m aiming at it, I would like to do portraits which would look like apparitions to people a century later. So I don’t try to do us by photographic resemblance but by our passionate expressions, using as a means of expression and intensification of the character our science and modern taste for colour. Thus the portrait of Dr Gachet shows you a face the colour of an overheated and sun-scorched brick, with a reddish head of hair, a white cap, in surroundings of landscape, blue background of hills, his suit is ultramarine blue, this brings out the face and makes it paler, despite the fact that it’s brick-coloured. The hands, hands of an obstetrician, are paler than the face.  1r:4
Before him on a red garden table yellow novels and a dark purple foxglove flower. My portrait of myself is almost like this too, but the blue is a fine southern blue and the suit is light lilac. The portrait of the Arlésienne is of a colourless and matt flesh tone, the eyes calm and very simple, the clothing black, the background pink, and she’s leaning her elbow on a green table with green books. But in the one Theo has, the clothing is pink, the background yellow-white, and the front of the open bodice is of white muslin, verging on the green. In all these bright colours, only the hair, the eyelashes and the eyes form dark patches.

I can’t manage to do a good croquis of it.
At the exhibition there’s a superb painting by Puvis de Chavannes.15

The figures are dressed in bright colours and one doesn’t know if they’re costumes from now or clothes from antiquity; two women are talking (also in long, simple dresses). On one side, artistic-looking men on the other, in the centre a woman, her child in her arms, is picking a flower from an apple tree in blossom. One figure will be forget-me-not blue, another bright lemon, another soft pink, another white, another violet, the ground a meadow dotted with little white and yellow flowers. Blue distance with a white town and a river. All humanity, all nature simplified, but how it could be, if it isn’t already.
This description doesn’t say anything – but by seeing the painting, by looking at it for a long time one would think one was present at an inevitable but benevolent rebirth of all things that one might have believed in, that one might have desired, a strange and happy meeting of the very distant days of antiquity with raw modernity.
I was also pleased to see André Bonger again; he looked strong and calm, and my word reasoned with great accuracy on artistic things, it pleased me very much that he’d come during the days when I was in Paris.16
Thank you again for your letters, more soon, I kiss you in thought.

Ever yours,


Br. 1990: 883 | CL: W22
From: Vincent van Gogh
To: Willemien van Gogh
Date: Auvers-sur-Oise, Thursday, 5 June 1890

1. Regarding the ‘Hôpital Wallon’, see letter 878, n. 2.
a. Read: ‘habite’.
2. Doctor Gachet (F 753 / JH 2007 [2916]). Van Gogh describes this portrait later on in the letter.
3. Marguerite Gachet was 20 years old.
4. Paul Gachet’s wife, Blanche Elisa Castets, had died in 1875.
5. Doctor Gachet’s garden (F 755 / JH 1999 [2913]).
6. Marguerite Gachet in the garden (F 756 / JH 2005 [2914]). Van Gogh was to paint her portrait at the end of June: Marguerite Gachet at the piano (F 772 / JH 2048 [2932]).
[2914] [2932]
7. This flower painting is possibly Roses and anemones in a vase (F 764 / JH 2045 [2931]), which probably displays turban buttercups and not anemones. See exhib. cat. Paris 1999, p. 82.
8. Church at Auvers (F 789 / JH 2006 [2915]). It measures 94 x 74 cm.
9. Van Gogh made several paintings of this subject, but the comparison must refer primarily to The old church tower at Nuenen (‘The peasants’ churchyard’) (F 84 / JH 772 [2512]).
10. Roses in a vase (F 681 / JH 1976 [2903]), Roses in a vase (F 682 / JH 1979 [2906]), Irises in a vase (F 678 / JH 1977 [2904]) and Irises in a vase (F 680 / JH 1978 [2905]).
[2903] [2906] [2904] [2905]
11. Almond blossom (F 671 / JH 1891 [2890]). It measures 73.5 x 92 cm. Vincent had sent the painting to Theo on 29 April; see letters 863 and 867.
12. From the description and the letter sketch occurring later in the letter, it emerges that Theo had Marie Ginoux (‘The Arlésienne’) (F 543 / JH 1895 [2894]), after which Van Gogh made the letter sketch (F - / JH 1896) from memory.
13. The version of Marie Ginoux (‘The Arlésienne’) that Vincent took with him to Auvers and that Gachet therefore knew was F 540 / JH 1892 [2891] or F 541 / JH 1893 [2892]. See letter 877, n. 5.
[2891] [2892]
14. It emerges later on in the letter that this was Self-portrait (F 627 / JH 1772 [2827]).
15. Pierre Puvis de Chavannes, Inter Artes et Naturam (Between art and nature), 1890 (Musée des Beaux-Arts de Rouen). Ill. 316. [316] A smaller version is now in the Metropolitan Museum in New York. Van Gogh had seen the large painting at the exhibition of the Société Nationale des Beaux-Arts. See exhib. cat. Paris 1890-4, p. xxii, no. 718, and RM21. Van Gogh made the letter sketch (F - / JH -) from memory.
16. Andries Bonger had met Vincent on the evening of Sunday, 18 May. He wrote about it on 21 May 1890 to his parents: ‘Vincent the painter has already left. I spoke to him Sunday evening. He looks better than ever, and has become fat. He spoke very normally and cheerfully. I believe it’s good for him to be out of that asylum’ (FR b1852).