On the west side of the Museumplein, the Van Gogh Museum is a relatively recent addition, 1973 actually. Admission isn't cheap for adults at 13.50€, but they have child, student, and senior concessions. The museum does not allow picture-taking, which disappoints me.
The main collection originally belonged to Vincent's younger brother Theo van Gogh, and after passing through, Theo's widow and son became the nucleus of the Vincent van Gogh Foundation. The museum also holds works by other 19th-century artists who were contemporaries of the Van Gogh brothers. Some of these paintings are exhibited also.
The Van Gogh collection is divided into five periods that correspond with different phases in Vincent's development.
After a couple hours of looking at hundreds of his paintings and reading the corresponding adulatory descriptions, I ask myself, "Is it possible to get too much of Vincent van Gogh?" I come close here.
Fortunately, I also visit the "Edouard Manet and the Sea" traveling exhibit, which includes other impressionists, like Pissaro, Monet, and Renoir, and this tempers the "van Goghness" considerably.
The whole time I am in the museum, I keep hearing Don McLean's "Vincent" (Starry, Starry Night) in my head. I can't stop it. The song has taken over my mind. I get some weird looks until I realize I'm humming it. I gotta get outta here. I do as soon as I collect my wife, Pam, and we realize that we both need a break. We are in what I call "cultural overload."
You can learn more about the museum and Vincent himself at http://www.vangoghmuseum.nl/bisrd/top-1-2.html.