In Amsterdam, Anselm Kiefer’s dual exhibition Sag mir wo die Blumen sind at the Van Gogh and Stedelijk Museums explores war, memory, and loss in a poetic dialogue with Van Gogh. Vast, wounded, and tender, it’s a haunting meditation on beauty and devastation.
There is a quiet devastation that runs beneath the surface of Anselm Kiefer’s latest (and double) exhibition, Sag mir wo die Blumen sind – a trembling undercurrent that resists immediate articulation. In this landmark collaboration between the Van Gogh Museum and the Stedelijk Museum Amsterdam, Kiefer’s immense and spiritually scorched visual language collides – deliberately, painfully – with the trembling soul of Vincent van Gogh.
One does not simply “view” these works; one enters them, breathes them in, walks through them as through a scorched field still smoldering from the heat of remembered wars, historical guilt, and the brittle beauty of things that are fated to disappear. And yet, this is not a confrontation. It is a dialogue, across centuries and scars, between two artists who have both turned their suffering into light, into pigment, into truth.
KIEFER ECHOES VAN GOGH IN AMSTERDAM
At the heart of the Van Gogh Museum’s portion of the exhibition is a moment of eerie poetic symmetry: Kiefer’s haunting 2019 work The Crows placed in direct dialogue with Van Gogh’s Wheatfield with Crows (1890) – a painting many believe to be Van Gogh’s last. In both works, the crows are not just birds. They are omens. They are shadows of death and memory, carriers of unresolved trauma. Van Gogh’s crows take to the air like questions that will never be answered. Kiefer’s, thick with impasto and ash, seem to fall back to eart – too heavy, perhaps, with history to keep flying.
THE ANTI-WAR INSTALLATION AT THE STEDELIJK MUSEUM
The title work, Sag mir wo die Blumen sind, sprawls like a scar across the central staircase of the Stedelijk Museum. It is vast and unruly, composed of oil, shellac, ash, gold leaf, dried flowers – a graveyard of materials, fragments of memory made material. The reference to Pete Seeger’s anti-war ballad is more than poetic. It’s accusatory. “Where have all the flowers gone?” the song asks. Kiefer does not answer, but instead builds a cathedral of absence. The flowers are not gone—they are suspended, dried and brittle, glued into place. He does not let us forget.
AN INTENSE COMPARISON BETWEEN VAN GOGH AND KIEFER
But perhaps the most emotional jolt in the exhibition is not the monumentalism of Kiefer’s installations, but the quieter gestures – those that speak in the same fragile, burning tongue as Van Gogh. In Sol Invictus, Kiefer takes Van Gogh’s beloved sunflowers and distorts them. These are not flowers turned toward the light. They are burned, dried, sealed in shellac – sunflowers as relics, as witnesses, as elegies. They are the sun vanquished, not victorious.
Van Gogh painted in color as if he were trying to bleed out on the canvas. Kiefer paints with materials that are already wounded – lead, ash, straw, bone-dust textures. And yet, both artists share an unbearable tenderness for the broken world.
A TALE OF TENDERNESS AND VULNERABILITY
It’s this tenderness, buried beneath Kiefer’s scale and darkness, that resonates most powerfully in this exhibition. It’s not that Kiefer is responding to Van Gogh directly, but that he is standing in the same emotional landscape. Both are artists who know what it means to carry unbearable weight. Both understand art as a form of redemption, but not rescue.
One might argue that placing Kiefer next to Van Gogh risks overwhelming the latter’s intimate scale with the sheer apocalyptic gravitas of the former. But that’s not what happens here. Instead, Van Gogh’s vulnerability becomes a kind of lens through which Kiefer is humanized. Kiefer’s leaden works gain emotional resonance; Van Gogh’s trembling brushstrokes acquire historical weight. What emerges is not a clash but a kind of spiritual harmony – dissonant, yes, but deeply moving.
LINK
https://www.vangoghmuseum.nl/en/visit/whats-on/exhibitions/anselm-kiefer-sag-mir-wo-die-blumen-sind
https://www.stedelijk.nl/en/exhibitions/anselm-kiefer-en
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