Sunday, 4 July 2010

Heseovi mali akvareli

Pre vise godina u Montanjoli uprilicena je izlozba Heseovih slikarskih dela. Hese je oduvek, jos od rane mladosti, veoma cenio likovnu umetnost, bio njome privucen te stekao i mnoge prijatelje slikare sa kojima je cesto negovao veoma dugovecna - u nekim slucajevima cak zivotna prijateljstva. Voleo je da sa njima obilazi izlozbe, da putuje u njihovom drustvu, kao i da pise pohvalne prikaze pune lirskih uzleta o njihovim delima. Sa svoje strane ovi umetnici su ga inspirisali da se i sam oproba u ovoj vrsti umetnickog stvaranja : negde oko svog cetrdesetog rodjendana i Hese je tako uzeo cetkice u ruke. Ono sto je u pocetku bila svojevrsna meditacija i hobi tokom godina postala je prava strast. Svoja pisma cesto je ukrasavao zaglavljima u obliku malih akvarela a desavalo se da sam nacrta i rodjendanske i druge cestitke. Evo nekoliko njegovih radova (od oko 3000!, uglavnom akvarela ) sve sa nekim citatima. Svi se mogu pronaci na sajtu Hermann Hesse portal. Ja sa svoje strane dodajem tome i ovu cestitku koju je poslao povodom rodjendana Tomasa Mana a koju je zajedno sa svojim prijateljem Ginterom, slikarem napravio :) Tomasu su tako podigli spomenik dok je on, u sebi svojstvenom maniru, predstavljen kako,takoreci, visi sa drveta :)

From all this desolation, which often became insufferable, I found my own form of escape through something I had never done before - by beginning to draw and paint. Whether this is of any objective value is immaterial; for me, it is a new way of immersing myself in the solace of art, one that writing was barely able to afford me any more. Devotion without desire, love without a wish.
From a letter to Felix Braun, 1917

My little watercolours are kinds of poems or dreams, which provide but a distant memory of "reality," and change it according to personal feelings or needs (…); the fact that I am (…) a mere amateur is something I never forget.
From a letter to Helene Welti, 1919

For me, producing with drawing pen and brush is the wine whose inebriating effect makes life warm and pleasant to an extent that it becomes bearable.
From a letter to Franz Karl Ginzkey, 1920

I stick to very simple landscape-style motifs and seem unable to progress beyond this. How beautiful all the other things are, the skies and animals, the pageant of life and - most beautiful of all - people, all which I certainly see, often deeply moved and almost awestruck, yet I am unable to paint any of it.
From a letter to Cuno Amiet, 1922

In these years since I first started painting, I have gradually developed a distance to literature. (…) that I would have known no other way of attaining. Whether what I paint is of any actual value or merit is, incidentally, something hardly worth considering. In art, unlike in industry, where the opposite applies, time plays absolutely no role whatsoever. There is no wasted time when it is not until the end that the potential in terms of intensity and perfection are reached. Without painting, I would not have come so far as a writer.
From a letter to Georg Reinhart, 1924

I know from personal experience only a single other activity [other than writing] that has a similar tension and concentration; that is, painting. There it is the same: to blend each individual colour with its neighbouring colour properly and carefully is pleasant and easy, one can learn to do it and then practice it at any time. Over and beyond that, however, to have really before one's mind the as yet unpainted and invisible parts of the whole picture and to take them into account, to experience the whole fine network of intersecting vibrations, that is astonishingly difficult and seldom succeeds.
From Kurgast, 1925. English translation by Denver Lindley, © 1971 and 1972 Farrar, Strauss and Giroux. 

I have in my hand my little painting stool, which acts as my conjuring device and Faustian coat, and with which I have already worked magic and won the battle against dull-witted reality a thousand times over. And on my back I have the rucksack, in which are my little painting board, and my palette with watercolours, and a little flask containing water for the painting, and some nice sheets of Italian paper.
From Ohne Krapplack, in Berliner Tageblatt, 1928

Each of us artists, even when he sees a lot to doubt in himself and feels his talents and abilities to be woefully small, has a purpose and task and, when he remains true to himself, can create something, in whatever place he may happen to be, that he alone is able to give. When you paint with me in Tessin, and we both paint the same motif, each of us paints not so much the little stretch of countryside as his own love of nature, and when faced with the same motif, each does something different, something unique (…) And many are the painters who were thought to be blunderers or barbarians of art that later proved to be noble warriors in whose works succeeding generations find greater solace, and which are cherished more ardently than the great works of classic talents!
From a letter to Bruno Hesse, 1928 

In my writings people often miss the customary respect for reality, and when I paint, the trees have faces and the houses laugh or dance or weep, but whether the tree is a pear or chestnut, that for the most part cannot be determined. I must accept this reproach. I admit that my own life frequently appears to me exactly like a legend. I often see and feel the outer world connected and in harmony with my inner world in a way that I can only call magical.
From Kurzgefasster Lebenslauf, 1925. English translation by Denver Lindley, © 1971, 1972 Farrar, Strauss and Giroux.

I am otherwise not a zealous owner, can easily part with things or give them away. Yet I am now plagued by a zeal to capture things that occasionally makes even me want to smile. In the garden on the terrace, at the little tower under the weathervane, I remain stuck sitting for hours on end each day, suddenly having become incredibly industrious, and with pencil and pen, with brush and paint I seek to salt away some of this blooming and fading lushness. I laboriously sketch the morning shadows on the garden steps, and the thick twists of trailing wisteria, and seek to imitate the distant, glassy colours of the evening mountains, which are as wispy as gossamer and yet as radiant as jewels. I return home tired, very tired, and when I lay my sheets in the portfolio in the evening, it makes me almost sad to see how little of all this I was able to capture and preserve.
From Zwischen Sommer und Herbst, 1930.  

In response to your greetings, I am sending you a little picture I painted these past few days - for painting and drawing are my way of relaxing. The picture is designed to show you that the innocence of nature, the vibrancy of a few colours, are at any one given moment - even in the midst of a difficult and problematic life - able to stir belief and freedom in us.
From a letter to a female student in Duisburg, 1930.


  1. Znala sam da je, kao sklon meditaciji i slikao ali nisam imala prilike da vidim njegova dela. Boje su sjajne, malo mi je fazon Sezana. Thanks, u svakom slučaju, šta ja sve neću da naučim od tebe.

  2. Hvala Amarilis :) Hese je slikao, prckao po svojoj basti i sve u svemu bio jedan covek prirode i lepote. Zato ga i volim toliko. Kao sto je i on sam rekao - vrednost tih njegovih malih akvarela kao potencijalnih umetnickih dela - nije ni bitna. Oni su njemu donosili radost i razonodu, osecao je ljubav prema tome sto radi i to je jedina vrednost koja je bitna. I mene asociraju na Sezana ali i na foviste, to su njihove boje a i recimo ono drvo - polu zeleno polu plavo podseca me na Gogena i njegovog plavog psa i slicno. Jako su mi slatki i sarmantni njegovi akvareli koji su deo njega i njegovog sveta :)

  3. Ja postidjeno priznajem da nisam ni znala da je bio i slikar, a od knjiga sam samo citala Narcisa i Zlatoustog, koja mi se prilicno dopala. Sad sam inspirisana da saznam vise in every way ;)

  4. Ima jako puno toga sto sam od Hesea volela a Narcis je jedna od dve meni omiljene knjige. Bio je divan sav,interesantan je sam po sebi, jedino sto ne znam da li ces reagovati na njega kao ja jer sam ga ja citala u onom najosetljivijem dobu, negde pre punoletstva,kada se takve knjige jace osecaju :) U svakom slucaju ja bih ti preporucila da procitas Demijana prvo, ako ces nesto uzimati. Meni je ta knjiga mnogo znacila, zbog nje sam se zaljubila u njega ... (i Hesea i Demijana podjednako :)


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God knows; I won't be an Oxford don anyhow. I'll be a poet, a writer, a dramatist. Somehow or other I'll be famous, and if not famous, I'll be notorious. Or perhaps I'll lead the life of pleasure for a time and then—who knows?—rest and do nothing. What does Plato say is the highest end that man can attain here below? To sit down and contemplate the good. Perhaps that will be the end of me too.

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