Through the gorge and into the hills, the steep cliffs rise with occasional trees as silent witnesses to the scene. A fellow of theirs lies dead in the gorge, they pay homage with their silence.
26: Der Morgen im Gebirge
To such a sight I’d gladly wake yet I fear that if I were to do my mind would be dulled by the dreamlike view and my senses disappear and fade with the distant mountains and the morning dew…
27: Dorflandschaft bei Morgenbeleuchtung
A master-sky of brushstrokes and a lonely, thoughtful tree – what an expressive demonstration; I see you and I see me, I see an artist’s soul in nature’s imagery.
28: Mondaufgang am Meer
Wall of clouds – I see you though arise behind it – torn by horizons seem the world, yet ships transcend them; I see them come towards you as you rise to be adored, above the cloud-wall and beyond the […]
29. Das Eismeer
Temporal things destroy temporal things and what remains? The ice that sank the boat will melt and both remain as nothing but their names.
30: Felsenriff am Meeresstrand
Glitter, ocean, through the dark and lighten up the sky like you were lit by moonlight caused by sunlight out of sight – can’t you two, sky and ocean, spare some light for me as well through this dark night?
31: Meer mit aufgehender Sonne
I see it not yet see it – see the effects it makes on sky and waves; expect it though I only really see a faint pale light as out of nowhere (like the fire of pale foam-bursts telling me […]
32: Das Friedhofstor (Der Kirchhof)
Decay and transformation; the world is based on these as much as on creation and therefore life must cease and be restored in cycles that we cannot explain wherefore we make these stones; so something does remain. The gate is […]
33. Friedhof im Schnee
The ground that greets you welcomes you and why shrink back? You have lived off of it throughout your life; you’ll have to pay it back. Why waste your life in fear of something ever near?
34: Der Watzmann
I only ever once saw one other painting which by sheer technique would move me as much as this; I didn’t come to see it but there it was; and admiration caught me while off guard; These fluent handled brushstrokes, […]
35: Das Große Gehege
Evening falls upon the marsh and sun sinks down behind the clouds; a bluish belt on the horizon over which the light still shows Through reflections of the sunset sails a boat that’s bound for home while the trees’ dark […]
36: Wrack im Mondschein
On the side it lies as if at rest after the voyage and it seems so calm and peaceful – were it not that I have learnt in quite as hard a way as this ship that the sea is […]
37. Riesengebirge
Goodbye dear mountains, valleys; you landscapes I have known. I’ll leave you since I must and attend now to my own. Beauty clad in all those hues of brown – from dark to pale – I trust you’ll wait for […]