To see Starry Night (Over the Rhone) in person was like seeing the Lincoln Memorial; you know it exists, but until you see it all you have is faith and imagination. Tears welled up to see something so beautiful with my own eyes. The thick paint, tedious brush strokes, and poignant coloring - the art of Van Gogh.
After de Young we enjoyed Ike's Ménage à Trois while sitting on Ocean Beach - I love this Saturday and I only hope there will be more like this to come. I'm having the time of my life.
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