"..but memory is an autumn leaf that murmurs in the wind and then is heard no more...." words of K Gibran..
Here, at the old hospital at Arles, these leaves will always be heard... they keep the memory, the soul of the one who painted this same place in all beauty, with all feelings: Vincent Van Gogh..
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"As long as autumn lasts, I shall not have hands, canvas and colours enough to paint the beautiful things I see"
(from Vincent's letters).
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