ocr: Wh counT EE E mental hospital, yet people, drawn by the van Gogh story, picnic all aroundi it. can no: longer avoid something that has bothered me since Paris. There, I saw people make a pilgrimage to van Gogh's paintings as though he were a religious figure or a rock star. Some had tears in their eyes. Others posed for photographs in front of his work. Looking at the St.-Remy picnickers, I want to: stop focusing on van Gogh's private life, to skip my next stop: Auvers where lapanese tourists leave family ashes on Vincent's grave. Everyone, including me, should stop treating the places he live ...
