Sunday, May 20, 2012

Lately





It's been four wonderful years.



Friday, May 11, 2012

DBSB '12: the Akademie, the Belvedere, and Goodbye, Vienna







Our first stop on the 13th, our last day in Vienna (it's okay, we can all cry together), was the gallery at the Akademie der bildenden Künste, or Academy of Fine Arts.







The Akademie was founded by Peter Strudl, an Austrian sculptor and painter, in 1692 and modeled after the Roman Accademia di San Luca and the Parisian Académie Royale de Peinture et de Sculpture. Famous alumni include Egon Schiele and Otto Wagner, and this is the academy that twice, once in 1907 and then again in 1908, rejected a young Adolph Hitler's application to a drawing class.
Unfortunately, there was no photography allowed inside the gallery; fortunately, the internet came to my rescue.


Anthony van Dyck, Self-Portrait, 1615


Peter Paul Rubens, Boreas Abducting Orithyia, c. 1620


Peter Paul Rubens, The Three Graces, 1620-1624


Sandro Botticelli, Madonna and Child with Two Angels,1490


Hieronymus Bosch, The Last Judgment, inside panels, 1482
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Hieronymus Bosch, The Last Judgment, outside panels, 1482










We then made it over to the Belvedere, a building complex constructed as a summer residence for Prince Eugene of Savoy, and consisting of two Baroque palaces (the Lower and Upper Belvederes), the Orangery, and the Palace Stables.



















The Belvedere did not allow photography either, so, here's the internet.




Gustav Klimt, Judith and Holofernes, 1901


Gustav Klimt, Portrait of Sonja Knips, 1898


Egon Schiele, The Family, 1918


Egon Schiele, Portrait of Edith Schiele, Wife of the Artist, 1918





Gustav Klimt, The Kiss, 1907-1908

There are just no words. None at all.

After this, we hopped on over to the Cafe Museum (Cafe) for coffee and more cake. Sarah's didn't smell like dog food this time.








These blurry pictures of the Vienna National Library are a good visual representation of our sense of failure when we walked all the way over there only to find that the Vienna Genesis wasn't on show at the exhibition hall and nobody knew what it was, let alone where it was.
We then simply walked around for as long as our feet could carry us in an attempt to take as much of the city away with us before leaving. Vienna was absolutely gorgeous, and I cannot wait to have the opportunity to visit again. Everyone was so polite, the streets so gorgeous and so clean, and the city center so surprisingly small, that it felt more like a small town than a world-renown capital city that was once the ruling seat of the Holy Roman Empire.