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It is like a presentiment of the war, terrible and gripping; I can hardly realize that I painted it myself . In the hazy photograph, at any rate, it has an indefinable reality that quite made my flesh creep. It is artistically logical to paint such paintings 'before' a war, not as stupid reminiscences 'after' a war. . For one should paint constructive, prophetic pictures, not souvenirs, as is the usual fashion. And those are all I have in mind. It used to puzzle me sometimes, but now I know why it has to be like that. But these old pictures from the autumn Salon are sure to be resurrected again.. (en) |
