'Three hands, two holding knives', circa 1884.
Visiting
Van Gogh, seeing his hands active all the time, bold moves, supple tiers, fine
detail. The prehistoric claws of hands limber up for their next exercise. The
assertive grip of hands enshrines their everyday occurrence. The pinched precision
of hands utilises muscles trained to express worldviews. Damaged hands, blunted
by work, rest in the half-light. Free hands toss and splay for relaxation.
Fisted hands hold unpronounced pain in their thinking partnership. Or else, in
June, thumb through palette-hole, he lives out the routine only life provides. The
hundred gestures of hands keep the game going. Slightly curled, they rest.
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