Art Studio Elbe - Verband freischaffender Künstler.

  Author - Brian Hawkeswood                                                          Nach unten scrollen für die deutsche Übersetzung. There are rooms, both real and remembered, where time has never left. A dust-flecked window, the bleached corner of a couch where the sun lingers each day, the outline of a figure reclining—half in shadow, half preserved in the light of paint. And if one stands still enough in such a room—somewhere in Montparnasse, in Chelsea, in a Viennese tenement or a gilded salon in Vienna—one hears not silence, but the breath of an artist whose soul had begun to fuse, as though through osmosis, with the living presence of the woman he painted. There is no more intimate architecture than that built between painter and model, especially when the latter is loved. Not loved as a wife or mistress is loved in the ordinary w...