The Mad Painter on the Oise

"When I was five years old, I saw a painting by Van Gogh on the banks of the Oise River, and I went crazy from then on. I turned my back on theology, was banished from my home, and painted on absinthe and hallucinations. I finally waited for a "good" from a top critic, and I thought the genius had arrived. Until the day we reunited, he pointed at my painting and cursed: 'Bloody art, lunatics should go to a lunatic asylum! ' Colors danced before my eyes, and I realized: I had never been Van Gogh, just a madman trapped in his shadow.