02/15/2026
Happy Valentine’s Day ❤️
Today I’m thinking about an artist who loved not just a person — but a way of living.
Vincent van Gogh loved painting with a devotion that was almost sacred. He didn’t paint for fame. He didn’t paint for applause. He painted because he had to. Because colour and light and movement were the language of his heart.
He loved sunflowers. He loved night skies. He loved worn-out shoes and simple chairs and fields of wheat. He loved the ordinary until it became extraordinary.
His life was not easy. He struggled with loneliness and rejection. Yet he kept choosing love — love for art, love for beauty, love for people, even when it wasn’t returned the way he hoped. In his letters to his brother Theo van Gogh, you can feel how deeply he cared, how much he longed to create something meaningful.
On a day like today, when love is often wrapped in roses and chocolates, I’m reminded that love can also look like devotion to your craft. Like waking up and painting anyway. Like seeing the sky not just as blue, but as swirling emotion.
Maybe love is not only about who we hold — but about what we give ourselves to.
Today, I celebrate the kind of love that creates. The kind that dares to feel deeply. The kind that turns pain into beauty.
Happy Valentine’s Day!!! ❤️
