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Dear Gustav

Posted by Ewan on March 24, 2009 - 08:13
from the ABC set Lovers, Liars and Just Good Friends.

Who is Judith?
I am not jealous:
who am I to feel
such an emotion?
Must she too wear
the gold and glass?
And her, the one
from the club in the
Sperlingsgasse?
I am not jealous,
merely curious.
Ah, and the kiss;
who glitters in gold
with my Gustav?
Still you paint them,
these others, with
your living brush
that your Adele
has held tight with
her own hand, ring
turned stone inward.
I am not jealous,
merely dying.

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lenchenelf | March 24, 2009 - 08:44

Possibly Klimt? Cracking stuff from you as usual :-)atb L

Ewan | March 24, 2009 - 08:57

Yes, that's the fellah: he never wrote much about his art. I believe there is only one brief essay (or something)

"Commentary on a non-existent self-portrait" (great title)- a quote from which is:

"I have never painted a self-portrait. I am less interested in myself as a subject for a painting than I am in other people, above all women...There is nothing special about me. I am a painter who paints day after day from morning to night...Whoever wants to know something about me... ought to look carefully at my pictures."

bosch | March 24, 2009 - 13:51

Ewan: A good piece about a visually lush painter, and Adele. Perhaps eliminate the last question and sharpen the immediacy, perhaps

Ah, and the kiss;
who glitters in gold
with my Gustav?
You paint them,
these others, with
your living brush
that your Adele
has held tight with
her own hand, ring
turned stone inward.
I am not jealous,
merely dying.

You're a fertile, and facile fellow. Swep