Wendy
I have the very edition complete with brown cover. I believe it is
still in print--the editor is Irving Stone who also wrote a novel about
Van Gogh called Lust for Life.
I'm not sure about the name, but you're close. That book was a selection
of letters. The complete letters to his brother, called "Letters of
Vincent Van Gogh to his Brother, 1872-1889," by Johanna van Gogh-Bonger,
[great name, eh? 8-)] is still around, but you may have to order it.
Better is "The Complete Letters of Vincent Van Gogh" which include
reproductions of all the drawings in the letters, which were many.
That was published by the New York Graphic Society, and has been
republished a few times since the original back in the 50s. Probably
best, or at least, most interesting, is W.H. Auden's Vincent Van Gogh:
A Self-Portrait.
I went to Amsterdam a few years ago to see a great Rembrandt show,
and of course the Museum Vincent Van Gogh is right there, across the
street from the main museum, the spelling of which I don't feel like
looking up at the moment. Anyway, when I was standing there, this French
couple walked up and mistaking me for Dutch, asked, in bad Dutch,
Where is the Museum Vincent Van Gogh, pronouncing it Van Go, as the
French tend to do. The Dutch pronunciation is more like Von Hock, but
you sort of hock up a lugee a the end of it. Anyway, after years of
being peed on by the French for my horribly accented bad French --
like I'm just trying to buy a train ticket, for Christ sakes, and people
are rolling on the floor laughing at me -- this was the perfect chance
for revenge. I thought of it -- the chance for revenge -- about five
minutes after I polited set the French couple on their way...I could have
said, "Van Go? Van Go? No, no, no...VON HOCH...and let go a nice juicy
lugee...Ah, lost chances.
JC
Regards,
Pixie