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The atelier wasn't very large. It was filled with a lot of canvases and chairs.
My eyes were drawn to one particular painting.
"Vincent, isn't this your friend Paul Gauguin's portrait?"
"Yes. We've exchanged each other's self-portraits. I received this about a
week ago, and Gauguin has my self-portrait now. So, this self-portrait is
dedicated to me."
"That's cool! How do you like this painting?"

(Picture) Self-Portrait Dedicated to Vincent van Gogh (Les Miserables), 1888,

Paul Gauguin
(Picture) Self-Portrait Dedicated to Paul Gauguin (Bonze), (September 1888,
Arles)

"Hmm.... He looks ill and miserable." He paused and continued, "He looks
too sad.... Gauguin must come here. The sun of Arles will cheer him up."
"I hope so," I said.
I looked around the atelier.
"Decorating this house is a big project. Besides buying furniture, I've been
painting a series of sunflowers since August to brighten the walls. You'll see
them soon," Vincent explained.

We went to the second floor and entered Vincent's bedroom. The room was
long and narrow. It was simply furnished but strikingly abundant with colors.
The walls were pale violet, the floor tiles red, the doors lilac, and the window
green. The chairs and the wooden bed were yellow, the bed linen bright
lemon green, the blanket blood red, the table orange, the washbasin blue, and
there were still more colors in the room.