tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5715268445448989787.post-79525569481160305122009-11-12T15:08:00.006-07:002009-11-12T15:25:59.257-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S0SVuISib5U/SvyHt9X6O4I/AAAAAAAAAqE/PsB3Tt_ZS_k/s1600-h/trim+1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 252px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S0SVuISib5U/SvyHt9X6O4I/AAAAAAAAAqE/PsB3Tt_ZS_k/s320/trim+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403342876576463746" /></a><br />16" x 20" oil on stretched canvas<br />$495.00 + $10. s/h<br />contact me if interested<br /><br />This is my submission for Michelle Burnett's <a href="http://followingthemasters.blogspot.com/">Following the Master's </a>blog. When I taught middle school I often did units on famous artists. Van Gogh was one of my favorites. I would read "Camille and the Sunflowers" to my students and we would discuss many of the social issues in the book. In the story Vincent had very few friends; but, he was friends with the postman and his son. The son was very upset because the people in the village were mean to Vincent and threw rocks at him. Additionally, no one bought his paintings. Many great conversations developed with my 12 year olds about how Van Gogh's life might have been different if people could have accepted him with all of his illnesses, and how wealthy the ancestors of his patrons might be today.<div class="blogger-post-footer">c<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5715268445448989787-7952556948116030512?l=pamholnback.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pam Holnbackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11569629104736368674pamholnback@gmail.com6