In 1885 Vincent van Gogh completed and sent to his brother, Theo an art dealer in Paris, The Potato Eaters. He hoped it would establish his reputation, and perhaps even be hung in Salon. It did not, and was not; this was his original masterpiece.
In a letter he lamented to his brother that no one wanted his painting, his brother responded that the trend was toward more color.
He had previously struggled with adding more color, writing two years before; “There are two ways of thinking about painting, how not to do it and how to do it: how to do it – with much drawing and little color; how not to do it – with much color and little drawing.” Eventually he would compromise, following his brother’s advice; had he not, we would not have Wheat Fields with Crows.
I think of this story when I hear of my colleagues that struggle with compromise. My admiration for the chef that refuses to consider expenditure is tempered by the fact that if they don’t manage to compromise we may never see their Wheat Fields with Crows.




January 29th, 2009 at 7:31 pm
stop lecturing…have fun
January 29th, 2009 at 8:08 pm
let’s see some gravitas from you dee wayne…these are serious times…did you ever book that ticket to Vegas?
January 29th, 2009 at 8:23 pm
I saw several lamb dishes, but no mention of a “Wheatfield with Crows” on Heid’s menu. Probably a good thing, though. Crow’s a little stringy this time of year. Maybe in the spring.
January 31st, 2009 at 8:05 pm
that’s basically what Big Night is all about…very good movie & a helluva meal
February 1st, 2009 at 4:55 am
Big Night disappointed, only because I spent the whole movie wondering who they’d found to play Louis Prima only to be left holding the bag. oops. Spolier Alert.