Today, I feel a little ornamental. That’s why I thought of Gustav Klimt. His “Golden Kiss” still being famous all over the world. And in Vienna, one can not escape it. Every corner shop sells souvenirs printed with the motiv.
But this golden period was just a part of his art. I personally love his birch paintings and the darker side of him a lot. He was also a great portrait painter.
Being Austrian, I was fortunate enough to see many of his paintings in museums and was always caught by his mastery of skin painting. Some faces look etheral, I do not know how he was able to let the brush strokes dissapear to create floating layers of skin tones, that seem to glow from inside. Or with his woodlands, how the light seems to sparkle in the leafes. What I am most thankful for, is his influence on Egon Schiele, whom I admire a lot. But Schiele shall be the topic of another post.