
| Paris, 28 March 1876 |
Dear Theo,
Just one word more, probably the last I shall write from Paris. I leave here on Friday
night and shall be
home Saturday morning at the same time as at Christmas.
Yesterday I saw six pictures by Michel, how I wish you could have seen them too! Sunken
paths through
sandy fields leading to a mill, or a man going home across the heath with grey skies above
so simple and
beautiful. I think the "Men of Emmaus" saw nature in the same way as Michel and I always
think of them
when I see one of his pictures.
At the same time I saw a very large picture by Jules Dupré. There is black marshy
soil as far as one can see,
on the second plane is a river, and in the foreground, a pool with three horses. Both the
river and the pool
reflect a bank of white and grey clouds, behind which the sun has set. The sky is a soft
blue, with some
grey-red and purple at the horizon.
I saw these pictures at Durand Ruel's; more than twenty-five etchings after Millet, the
same number after
Michel and a great number after Dupré and Corot. All the other artists can be
purchased there at 1 franc
apiece; it was tempting. I could not resist the Millet and bought the last three that were
to be had after "The
Angelus"; of course, my brother will get one of them at the first opportunity.
Write again soon, kind regards to Roos, and Mr. and Mrs. Tersteeg and all who may ask
after me. A
handshake from
Your loving brother, Vincent