Letter R07 The Hague, 3 December 1881
Dear Rappard,
I received your letter from Brussels. I do not like it at all, but no matter, for as you said yourself, you wrote it at a moment when you were somewhat abnormal. There is nothing, or hardly anything, in your letter that holds water. However, I am glad you are back from Brussels. In my opinion you do not belong there, and as for the 鈥渢echnical proficiency鈥?you hope to acquire at the academy, I am much afraid your hopes will be deceived. Not even fellows like Stallaert can teach one.
Now I am busy with all kinds of work, for I have rented a small studio that I shall move into by January 1,
so I have to arrange a lot of things.
When I have quieted down a bit later on, I shall write you again about all sorts of things in a calmer vein,
but don鈥檛 take it ill of me if at present I have more serious things to do than write letters.
Of course my letters don鈥檛 pretend to be invariably right, always to explain things correctly 鈥?oh no, I am often mistaken. But when I tell you, Rappard, that those academic fellows you are making so much of aren鈥檛 worth a cent 鈥?and when I say this, I mean Stallaert and Severdonk 鈥?I am in dead earnest, and I tell you, If I were you, I鈥檇 let them go. But I have already told you so several times, and I won鈥檛 repeat it. I won鈥檛 hear another syllable about the whole academy, nor will I say another syllable about it 鈥?it really isn鈥檛 worth the trouble. Herewith I send you my greetings 鈥?what kind of fellows are those artists with whom you drank a glass of lambiek 1 鈥?why don鈥檛 you mention the names of some of them? Are they fellows who might be important to you? I hope so, but I doubt it very much 鈥?goodbye, old fellow, I have no more time to spare, nor do I feel inclined to write a longer letter. When you are back in your studio, be sure to work regularly with models; it will give you more satisfaction in the long run.
Well, well 鈥?cheerio.
Vincent
In case you want to write me again, you can send your letters to Etten; they will send them on to me. I am wavering between two or three studios, and before January 1st I shall decide which one to take, but for the moment I have no fixed address; you will get it later on.
I left Etten because I had too much botheration with my father about all kinds of things that really are not worth while talking about 鈥?about going to church and such things, which, even though I was working hard and much, got me into a mood of boredom and chilliness that was all wrong. Therefore I have settled down here, and I am glad I am in different surroundings. Of course, now I have rather a lot of financial worries,
but after all it is better than those everlasting bickerings and squabbles.
1. A kind of very strong, twice-fermented, rather sour-tasting beer, a specialty of Flanders.