The painting “A Walk in Arles” was written by Vincent Van Gogh in 1888. At present, the canvas can be seen in the State Hermitage in St. Petersburg. The picture is a pretty bright color work.
The canvas is ornamental and “multicolor”. To the image does not look chaotic, fragmented structure, the artist sharply outlines the contour lines, thus demarcating some silhouettes from the others. Such a decision brings to the picture a sense of convention, the maximum symbolization of the depicted.
In this canvas, everything is unusual. The composition itself is atypical and conditional, conditional, as a volatile moment or as a picture of this instant. An unusual combination of colors, the reception of pointillism in combination with individual graphics techniques gives rise to an eclectic work, borderline, located at the junction of two different artistic trends. This is really something new and reborn, reinterpreted by the artist in a completely different way, contrary to the previous laws of the image. Thus, a gradual transformation of one artistic direction takes place and the birth of a new one, which has not yet completely settled down.
The composition of the canvas is organized by wavy, strongly curved lines, the space between which the artist fills with different bright colors with a dot pattern. All this looks very decorative and catchy.
Absolutely flat image due to such “coloring” and “decoration” comes to life and begins the rollover of colors and lines between each other. The artist, as if launching a mechanism that begins to live, begins his own, only this movement.
The picture resembles the space of sleep, the space that immediately changes, before the eyes are transformed one image and the other disappear. This is a kind of vision, a quick dream, when impressions, colors and sounds are mixed together to come together in one dream, when the unreal tries to become real. In fact, there are no such colors and lines – it is a game, a game of the mind.
The central image is a metaphorical space of memories of the garden in Etten. The garden is replete with a riot of flowers and other bizarre forms of vegetation. Bizarre flowers set the general color and texture pivot on which other images are untwisted, fascinating with their fairy-tale, fragility and fragility of their existence in this world of fantasies and dreams, the world created by the game of reason, maximally conditioned and cut out by the artist.
The canvas is somewhat obscured, perhaps the picture lacks light, pure, uncomplicated emotions, undistorted and undiluted feelings, pure, undivided colors and solid non-floating, unheard lines and strokes.