i don't know art that well, and when i thought of van gogh, i always thought of that blue-purplish color that probably has an actual name.
i was watching a U2 interview and bono said few artists become synonymous with their very own, well i forget. but he was talking about the edge's guitar tone and said that has become his own. just like van gogh's use of yellow. so yellow is van gogh's color?
there was an episode of buffy where vampires made fun of freshmen and how they all had the exact same art posters and i think van gogh was one of the obvious ones.
well whatever. i think his paintings are beautiful.
because of immaturity the yellow (i went back and looked and bono was absolutely right) made me think of my boyfriend's piss. i wish vincent was around and will to paint that scene. him pissing on me, or just me with the piss splashing of my face and chest. and make it beautiful, not shocky, try-hardish or modern.
i actually miss the color of the walls in my boyfriend's apartment. thankfully not yellow.
a little darker than desk lamp green. i liked waking up there. he wasn't actually my boyfriend. probably what you people would know as a fuck buddy. but we had a lot of good talks too.
sometimes i miss him and sometimes i don't care. but right now i miss him purely in color.

like i'm grieving the walls, his eye & hair color and the piss thing that never actually happened.