Vincent’s Sunflowers

If you’ve known me for at least three decades, you’ll remember that during my hardcore painter years in Göteborg, I grew dozens of tall sunflowers on my narrow balcony.

It was really spectacular to sit at the small blue wooden table I had out there and be completely enwreathed by all those towering yellow flowers at the pinnacle of their bloom.

I visited the field above on my birthday a few years ago. It’s just outside Arles in Provence and as I was photographing my favorit flower, it struck me that I might actually be walking on the very same ground as a certain troubled dutch painter had circa 130 years ago.