This painting is one of the most gorgeous I have ever seen. Ferdinand Hodler, who I’ve done a post on before (remember the gorgeous colors of the lovers in Die Liebe?), manages to convey so much.
Die Wahrheit translates to “The Truth”.
I saw this in the Kunsthaus Zurich on my 20th birthday. I was alone. For whatever reason I felt that at the ripe age of 20 I had accomplished nothing and would be forever alone in my own failures. I have no idea why, but this idea stayed with me for months. This painting wasn’t a solution but it was a source of relief- the colors, the delicacy, the obvious symbolism and exquisite rendering.
I need a trip to Zurich to see this painting again. The entire room is full of works by Ferdinand Hodler and upon walking in everything you carried in with you leaves and you feel weightless, an empty vessel to be filled with everything Hodler.
Ferdinand Holder’s Die Nacht.
Favorite Swiss artist.
The Kunsthaus in Zurich might be one of my favorite museums ever. It’s usually not terribly crowded, and it’s collection is well rounded. Despite the lack of benches (the plight of all museums!) there was so much to see. However, my focus today was definitely on Ferdinand Hodler.
His stuff is amazing. I hate using that word, stuff, so let’s use this word: His amazingfantasticgeniusrelatable creations. He’s a 19th century Swiss painter, born in Bern, and is an Expressionist.
For all of you who may not speak the Art History lingo, there are two kinds of painting.
Haptic and visual. Visual is like Renaissance Italian painting: It’s realistic, and while it’s no less beautiful, it’s much more accurate, refined, and less emotional.
Haptic painting is like Expressionism. It’s less accurate, it’s more of a Northern painter trait, like Edvard Munch (The Scream). Expressionism is pretty self explanatory…
Anyway, back on track!
So, basic sum: Ferdinand Hodler = 19th century Swiss painter-badass. The Kunsthaus had an entire room of his works, which were each a gem to behold.