When I started this project, Lisa, my fiancé, hadn’t yet moved into my house. For those who haven’t read the very first few posts I wrote, my house was the motivation for the Van Gogh project in the first place. When I bought the house, I thought to myself (and still do think to myself quite often) that a Van Gogh would look just great on one of its walls. And so I decided to try to trade up to one of his paintings.
Anyone following the blog will know that I had made some genuine progress. Indeed, by my calculations, I had gotten 1/10th of the way to a Van Gogh. But then, as those who have been reading the blog will also know, the USPS chucked a spear into a painting I had traded for and so altered the course the project was taking.
I am now planning to auction off the painting in question – Charlie Spear’s Falling Down Man -- as something of an experiment concerning aesthetic value. Of course, that means that I won’t be able to continue my quest for a Van Gogh and hence that I will quite likely never end up owning one. But at the moment, I couldn’t care less. Why? Because I now get to have something in my house every day that is way more beautiful than any of Van Gogh’s paintings: Lisa.
I have learned that it really is good to thank the Universe for bringing goodness into one’s life. So I can’t help but tell the Universe:
And I can’t help but tell Lisa: I love you.
In my next post, which I plan on writing very soon, I will give an update on the auction. It really is very closer to taking place.