Here’s my take: The Starry Night is worth whatever you’d pay to stand in front of it for ten minutes. When I saw it at MoMA, I felt like the world went quiet. The brushstrokes are thick and messy, like van Gogh was in a hurry to get his vision out of his head.
That experience is what makes it priceless. You can’t buy that feeling with a billion dollars, but you can get it for the price of a museum ticket (which is about $25). So in a way, it belongs to all of us—even if we don’t own it on paper.
Final Thought
If you ever find yourself under a real starry night, remember van Gogh. He saw magic where others saw darkness. And honestly, that’s worth more than all the gold in Fort Knox. So, how much is a starry night worth? It’s worth the price of looking up.
