Van Gogh
Vincent van Gogh as a man before he became a myth, held together by painting, illness, and hundreds of letters to his brother Theo.
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Chapters
9 total- 01Chapter One - The Quiet Storm
- 02Chapter Two - Sketches of the Soul
- 03Chapter Three - Brother, Patron, Lifeline
- 04Chapter Four - Paris – Light Meets Color
- 05Chapter Five - Arles – Yellow House, Red Flags
- 06Chapter Six - The Madness and the Masterpieces
- 07Chapter Seven - Auvers and the End of the Line
- 08Chapter Eight - Posthumous Explosion
- 09Chapter Nine - The Artist as Myth
Edition notes and short pages
Van Gogh
Van Gogh
A Life in Color, Pain, and Immortality
by James Johnson
Dedication
To those who see in brushstrokes what the world misses in people.
And to everyone who’s ever been called broken —
You’re not.
You’re just early.
ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
TO THEO VAN Gogh — the original ride-or-die.
To Johanna — the silent architect of a legacy.
To Vincent — thank you for not stopping.
And to every reader who's ever looked at the night sky and wondered if it could feel something back.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
JAMES JOHNSON WRITES like an arsonist with a paintbrush. His books blend biography, history, psychology, and myth until the real story surfaces — raw, burning, and irreversible. He doesn’t believe in genius as luck or madness as failure. He believes in decoding the lie — and lighting up what’s buried underneath.
This is one of over 100 Trojan Horse books written in real time.
There will be more.
COPYRIGHT
© 2025 JAMES JOHNSON. All rights reserved.
No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means without prior written permission from the author, except for brief quotations in reviews or analysis.
This is a work of nonfiction — but narrative liberties have been taken for flow, clarity, and truth. Letters, diagnoses, and historical events are real; interpretations are deliberate. Dialogue is reconstructed from primary sources where possible. This book is not clinical, sanitized, or polite — it’s Vincent, as he was: vibrant, volatile, and violently human.