Frankly this museum was, as Wayne put it, underwhelming. Perhaps it was the contrast with the breadth and depth of the Rijskmuseum and all its drama, or perhaps it was because our energy was flagging, but it just didn't up lift us. Van Gogh explored so many styles during his short life, it was hard to get the full force of a coherent body of work. Nevertheless there were definite high points like the sunflowers painting.
A particularly irritating aspect of the museum was the descriptions. The Dutch explanations in bold white font on grey background were hard enough to read, but the English descriptions in lighter non-bold font were virtually impossible unless your nose was at the wall. Try that in a big crowd. I fail to understand why people prioritize some weird sense of artistic desirability over sheer functionality.
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