I don't know enough about art to have a favorite artist, but I do know that I've always enjoyed looking at Vincent Van Gogh's paintings.
It was more impressive than I would have expected to see the original painting A Wheatfield with Cypress hanging in the National Gallery in London.
The crude simplicity of the mountains.
The swirling, cloudy sky, deepened by the texture in the paint.
The golden field grasses, almost blowing in the wind.
So compelling that I didn't pay much attention to the cypresses, which Van Gogh said looked like Egyptian obelisks.
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