The Serapion Brethren, Vol. IIHoffmann, E. T. A. (Ernst Theodor Amadeus)
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The Serapion Brethren, Vol. II
Hoffmann, E. T. A. (Ernst Theodor Amadeus)
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Antonio answered: "Let me lay aside all bashfulness, which might close
my lips. Let me speak freely out exactly what is in my mind. Salvator,
I have never revered a master so wholly from out the very depths of my
being as I do you. It is the often superhuman grandeur of the ideas
which I admire in your works. You see, and comprehend, and grasp the
profoundest secrets of Nature. You read, and understand, the marvellous
hieroglyphs of her rocks, her trees, her waterfalls; you hear her
mighty voices; you interpret her language, and can transcribe what she
says to you. Yes, transcription is what I would call your bold and
vivid style of working. Man, with his doings, contents you not; you
look at him only as being in the lap of Nature, and in so far as his
inmost being is conditioned by her phenomena. Therefore, Salvator, it
is in marvellous combinations of landscape with figure that you are so
wondrous great. Historical painting places limits which hem your
flight, to your disadvantage."
"You tell me this, Antonio," said Salvator, "as the envious historical
painters do, who throw landscape to me by way of a _bonne-bouche_, that
I may occupy myself in chewing it, and abstain from tearing their
flesh. Do I not know the human figure, and everything appertaining to
it? However, all those silly slanders, echoed from others----"
"Do not be indignant, dear master," answered Antonio. "I do not repeat
things blindly after other folks, and least of all should I pay any
attention to the opinions of our masters here in Rome just now. Who
could help admiring the daring drawing, the marvellous expression, and
particularly the lively action, of your figures! One sees that you do
not work from the stiff, awkward model, or from the dead lay figure,
but that you are, yourself, your own living model, and that you draw
and paint the figure which you place on the canvas in front of a great
mirror."
"Heyday, Antonio!" cried Salvator, laughing. "I believe you must have
been peeping into my studio without my knowledge, to know so well what
goes on there."
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