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After, she’s countin cash, and I’m starin at the ceilin, feelin like that dude in *Werckmeister*—all hollowed out. “The end’s comin,” I mutter, thinkin bout the movie’s gloom. She looks at me funny, like I’m nuts, and I probly am. I toss her an extra $10—dunno why, just felt right. She bolts, and I’m left wonderin—why’d I even bother?

Keith Van Sickle

From Cleveland Museum of Art, Vincent van Gogh, The Large Plane Trees (Road Menders at Saint-Rémy) (), Oil on fabric, × cm.

First off, I hit up the local café on Rue de la République. Best croissants in town, no cap. I grab my usual, a café au lait and a buttery croissant. I’m sittin’ there, enjoying the vibe, when I overhear some tourists talking about Van Gogh. Like, dude, this is Saint-Rémy! He painted here! I’m like, “You guys know he went nuts here, right?” They just stare at me like I’m the crazy one. Whatever, I’m just trying to educate.

Meet Joshua Ramirez | Executive Director, Saint Remy Arts and Culture & Associate Education Specialist, Youth Programs-J. Paul Getty Center