I‘m walking in the woods? What is this? That’s not what I came here for.
A house? Where am I?
The woods again? Who are those people?
A city? What is this? I came to see Klimt. The paper said: Gustav Klimt, Viennese painter. I came to see paintings. Canvasses hanging on a wall. Klimt is not so easy to see outside Vienna. And those, those… are just effects of light.
I look around. I am standing in an old warehouse. This is a revolutionary production by L’Atelier des lumières. They have digitalized thousands of art works and combined them in a multi-dimensional show. On the walls, on the columns, on the floor. This is better than MOMA. (With all due respect)
Egon Schiele? I think. Born in 1890 he died in Vienna in 1918.
Klimt. He was older than Schiele, born in 1862. Died the same year, 1918, in Vienna too. Because of the war? More research… (He died of the “Spanish influenza” which actually killed more people than WWI)
That, I think is Titien. Tiziano In English? No. Titian. What are these guys from the “Light Workshop” doing? A celebration of Western Art?
Must be Klimt again. The spectators are inside the show, part of it. Small upright screens walking around.
Neo-Classicism, predominant in Europe at the end of the 19th century. The very style the Impressionists fought in their own way. Klimt and Schiele found another route.
Neo-classic again? But the Page boy on the left has a Velazquez look on him.
Schiele or Klimt? Anyone know?
To be continued. If you are in Paris until November 11, 2018, the hundredth anniversary of the end of WWI, go. Just go. It is a unique production of L’Atelier des lumières (More on them in the next post). If you are not in Paris, buy a plane ticket and go.
Thank you for flying Equinoxio. It is lovely to have you back on board.