Seylech (Charles) Leuthard, Künstler des Lichts.

11 November 2013

17th entry, Amsterdam

I am sitting here with Franziska in a café called Tambourin at the van Gogh museum. After having toured the exhibition for four hours I want to put my impressions to paper.

Much can be said about this honest and authentic artist who was so drawn to light and colour, but there is one thing that cannot be said: That he was insane. I am glad having Franziska with me. The impact of this artistic genius makes us become very still. I do not think I would have the strength to lead an artist’s life of such misery and ostracism knowing no one to be interested in my work and no one buying any of my paintings. And still he persevered. I am filled with compassion for this artist.

Everything I saw here and at the Rijksmuseum fills my innermost self. And like an avalanche roaring down into the valley the force of my impressions will find its expression…