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meisterdrucke · 11 months ago
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Wanderer above the Sea of Fog, c. 1817 by Caspar David Friedrich
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0mancer · 7 months ago
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eyeoftheheart · 8 months ago
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“Often, lost in the wide blue, I look up at the ether and into the holy sea, and I feel as if a kindred spirit opened its arms to me, as if the pain of solitude dissolved into the life of the divinity. To be one with all – that is the life of the divinity, that is the heaven of man. To be one with all that lives, to return in blessed self-oblivion into the All of nature, that is the summit of thoughts and joys, that is the holy mountain height, the place of eternal repose, where the midday loses its swelter and the thunder its voice and the boiling sea resembles the billowing field of grain. To be one with all that lives! With these words virtue removes its wrathful armor, the spirit of man lays its scepter aside and all thoughts vanish before the image of the world’s eternal unity, just as the rules of the struggling artist vanish before his Urania; and iron fate abdicates its power, and death vanishes from the union of beings, and indivisibility and eternal youth bless and beautify the world.”
―Friedrich Hölderlin, Hyperion translated from the German by Ross Benjamin
Artwork: Der Wanderer über dem Nebelmeer by Caspar David Friedrich (1818)
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beastinthecave · 1 year ago
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My mom accidentally vacuumed up my drawing glove so making this was a pain :(
Anyways my obsession with cruelty squad is growing...
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greeneyed-thestral · 1 year ago
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Mameli (2024) | Der Wanderer über dem Nebelmeer (1818)
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andreapasson · 1 year ago
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"Das Nebelmeer ohne den Reisenden" ispirato al famoso dipinto di Caspar David Friedrich del 1818
© Andrea Passon / www.andreapasson.it
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gregdotorg · 1 year ago
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Not sure what is wilder to contemplate: Caspar David Friedrich's supersized version of Wanderer being used to sell a townhouse in Georgetown, or me intermittently declaring artworks based on situations I see in real estate listings, but you don't have to choose now.
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imitacionalarte · 10 months ago
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dieletztepanzerhexe · 11 months ago
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twinliches · 3 months ago
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was trying to remember the name of Der Wanderer über dem Nebelmeer by Caspar David Friedrich and once I finally found it and got a good look at the painting again I became convinced that it's a portrait of you in a past life
tjus is the greatest compliment of all time. printing this out and eating it.
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gabrielisdead · 9 months ago
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Do you have a favourite Frankenstein book cover?
Of course! it's the classic book cover with the painting Der Wanderer über dem Nebelmeer on it by Caspar David Friedrich, one of my favourite romantic painters!
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While it's not as dark and fantastical as we usually associate Frankenstein with but I think it perfectly reflects the romantic sensibility of Victor in the novel, and it was made in the same year as Frankenstein was published (1818) so isn't that cool
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franzliszt-official · 3 months ago
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On Lisztober, my Day of Birth, Electric Maidens and Buda-Pest
@elektrischemaidchen; bring me a bird-feather from the ground, one lost pencil or whatever instrument you deem one might write with. For words, music and love letters all stream from thought engraved in writing. May be that we do not stop creating, even in Temporary Death.
Bring me your love.
What the natural stream of life have tied my hands from doing, You have done on my behalf. You have partaken on the act of creation on my behalf. You have honoured our memory, and what we have left on this earth; you have gifted this earth something that were never here before. You have also gifted Yourself something that you did not have before. You should be as proud and content in yourselves as we are in you.
In art jokes nor games exist: either all is a game or no-thing might be deemed as such. Hopefully, this month has proven itself - more than joyful or easy - fulfilling for you, that it exercised your spirit and caused progress forward. One month is one long, extending moment. Hopefully you may hold this month of October dear. We would have never imagined such a display of pure, simple talent, and so diligent at that, to spark from one evening's thought.
Some photographs from Buda-Pest, where we have celebrated my day of birth.
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All the Maiden's songs for this month:
Enfant Prodige: No more hiding in Riding
Daguerrotypes of Old: Unser liebster toter Komponisten-Posterboy
Ludwig van Beethoven: 1845 (Beethoven in Bonn)
Fire or Ignis Fatuus: Etueden von aufsteigender Schwierigkeit
Music Festival: No Siggi
Oh, Love as Long as you Can: Nummer 27
Intoxicating Waters: Die Zelle in Nonnenwerth
Neverending Affection: Die Wanderer in Nebelmeer
Blind Grief: Der blinde Saenger
Virtuoso!: Lisztomanie
Symphonie Fantastique: Symphonie Fanastique (in a nutshell)
Roman Catholic Guilt: Der traurige Moench
Richard Wagner: Wagner
Perdendosi: Perdendosi
Hymn to the Moon: Ode an den Mond
Paris, Ville de l'Amour: Paris
Frederic Chopin: Chip-Chip, mein Piano-Reh
Mirror of the soul: Kerzenmeer
Tannhaeuser, or Sin and Shame: Tannhaeuser.
Two Legend: Zwei Legende
Rome, Urbe Caput Mundi: Misericordia
Birthday & Marriages: Rococo
Flowers of Hungary: Marta
Betrayal & Resentment: Cosima
The Holy Christmas: Die Zeitmaschine (Cozy Christmas Version)
Cannons of Revolution: Des toten Dichters Liebe
Holy Monarchs in Fairytales: Die Glocke (Falala Falalalala!)
Illness, or Boulogne-sur-Mer: Der weise Hund Munito
Troubled Clouds: There is another sky
Swords in Buda & Pest: SWORDS!!!!! NOT AFRAID!
The End of All Things: Oh lieb, so lang Du lieben kannst
You do not know this, but in the first line of you last song - history you have used one of our other names. Good riddle!
We would like of course the download to all songs, obviously.
We would also like to receive - this one perhaps in more private message ways - one ... Address, or postal box of yours, or anything of the like. For things to come, and small surprises. Thank you once again. I am moved.
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johnrandbearartist · 10 months ago
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elektrischemaidchen · 4 months ago
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Lisztober #8: Neverending Affection
Finally, a song about Chopin. Marie. Chopin! You. Chopin!!! Me. About whoever. Chopin? Do what you want with it, @franzliszt-official & @chopinski-official ...and me. I will serve you some real tasty Golabki afterwards. ;)
As you may have realized already: The Maidchen are also capable of writing Musical songs. Coming to terms with the past? ;) So, after “No more hiding in Raiding”,  we’re going to put on our wind maschine once again.
This one was somewhat difficult.  Unfortunately, I am unable to write happy love songs. Tried so many times and failed, that’s why today’s entry is full of bittersweet- profligate „Sehnsucht“…again! Surprise!
(Quote from Lacelove: “Are the lyrics REALLY yours?” Indeed, they are!)
You can listen to the final result here.
With today's topic, I realized that I “actually” have no idea who Liszt was. Well...really. Sure, I can bombard you with all sorts of insiders, biographical details and anecdotes; I can write about how he was the first to invent functioning music marketing, about love affairs and his pieces. I know his opinions, his letters and also his (sometimes) really unspectacular essays. But Liszt ,the man, is always shrouded in fog. “All the tinsel around him obscures one's image of the artist and the man,” Clara Schumann once wrote in her diary. This is why we decided to allude to Caspar David Friedrich's “The Wanderer above the Sea of Fog”.
Welcome to Eurovision 2024! Eight points go to….Germany! ;):
Lost in sounds, a hint of once  An echo of love, a whispering spirit. In dark harmonies, I see your face, A shadow of longing that speaks to me. A shadow, a ghost, In a thousand masks, never quite at all. The wanderer in the sea of fog An elegy so beautiful and so heavy, A requiem for a love Nevermore Your eyes, two stars, so bright and wide, Now just an image in the night, a forgotten quarrel Time runs like water, and I drift alone, In search of traces of your love On dark nights, when the moon sinks, A sigh sounds from the keys A swan song, deep from my breast. An epithaph of lust gone by A shadow, a ghost, In a thousand masks, never quite at all The wanderer in the sea of fog An elegy so beautiful and so heavy, A requiem for a love Nevermore In every note, a touch of your hand, An eternal longing that I never knew. In arms soft, in nights wild and hot, I lost myself in others, in sweet soft lies. But deep within me, a longing for the light, For eternal love, pure and simple. A shadow, a ghost, In a thousand masks, never quite at all. The wanderer in the sea of fog An elegy so beautiful and so heavy, A requiem for a love Nevermore A shadow, a ghost, In a thousand masks, never quite at all. The wanderer in the sea of fog An elegy so beautiful and so heavy, A requiem for a love Nevermore An artist, a wanderer, an eternal guest, Seeking in every woman what never quite fit. What never quite fit
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whitehartlane · 1 year ago
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son heungmin / casper david friedrich, der wanderer über dem nebelmeer
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fundgruber · 11 months ago
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Ein vielfaches Motiv der #museumaesthetic sind junge Frauen vor Ivan Aivazovsky - The Black Sea (1881) in der Tretyakov Gallery
Das späte romantische Seestück passt zur Rückenfigur, aus dem Wanderer über dem Nebelmeer wird die Museumsbesucherin über dem stürmischen Meer. Die Bildperspektive ist über dem Meer, sie schaut trotzdem hoch oder hin und her, fürs Profil. Auf den Himmel, oder zur Seite oft. Es heißt Museumaesthetic weil es zu einer vielfältigen Bildwelt, auf Social Media, in Modezeitschriften, und in der Werbung geworden ist. Es ist fürs Museum das, was die Tiktok Raver für den Club sind, die Verkörperung einer Rolle, nämlich Publikum zu sein, interessant zu sein. Während sich die Tiktok Raver queere Ästhetik aneignen und im Harnisch zuhause tanzen, was im Lockdown eine neue Clubästhetik produzierte und immer noch zu einer spürbaren Veränderung der Tanzstile in den Clubs geführt hat (eine ganze Fraktion von Neulingen hat Tanzen auf dem Bildschirm gelernt, jetzt wackeln sie alle so viel mit Hüfte und Hintern und Armen), so wird hier auch auf jeden Fall nicht so nur das Schauen performt, sondern auch das Stehen, das Gekleidet sein. Die Haare sind wirklich zentraler als die Augen, das macht wohl die Beliebtheit dieser Social Media Ästhetik auch stark aus, die jugendliche Gesundheit der langen Haare vorführen zu können. Das Stillstehen und die abgekehrten Gesichter sind ein ruhiger Gegenpol zum Selfie, zum Tiktok-Tanz, zum Tiktok-Talk.
Diese Bilder der Hashtag-Museum-Aesthetic stehen sinnbildlich für eine konservative gesellschaftliche Rolle des Museums, nicht so sehr Kunstgeschichte (re-)produzierend, sondern Publikum (re-)produzierend. Die Art und Weise sich ins Bild zu setzen, stellt den neuen Bildungsmechanismus dar, einzuübende Gesten des kulturellen Lebens als notwendiger Skill kultureller Eliten beziehungsweise des neuen Bürgertums. Leben in den Bildwelten und Klassenverhältnissen des 19. Jahrhunderts. Romantische Gefühle vor der romantischen Szene, die Performance des Selbst als körperlicher Ausdruck einer musealen Figur, der emotionalen und gleichzeitig coolen Besucherin. Rank und schlank mit guten Haaren in unterschiedlichem Winkel zu uns und gleichzeitig zum Werk zu performen.
Ist das Schwarzmeer Bild gerade besonders populär? Ist sein romantischer Eskapismus auf den Krieg beziehbar? Ohne das ganze zu stark zu interpretieren, fällt auf das in der Selbstinzenierung der elitebewussten (siehe die Mode und Inszenierung) jungen Russ*innen dieses Gemälde eine große Rolle zu spielen scheint. Sei es weil es ein Naturspektakel ist, sei es weil es eine hübscher Fotohintergrund ist, sei es weil es konkret das Schwarze Meer zeigt.
Interessant wäre in diesem Zusammenhang auch noch diese Infotafel die ich nur auf einem Bild gesehen habe zu datieren, vgl. Dez 23 vs März 23. Wurde sie weggeräumt um das Fotografieren zu erleichtern? Ist inzwischen sogar das Absperrband weg oder hat das die Fotografin retuschiert?
https://www.instagram.com/shirenerifai/reel/C1be_xdIN9W/ (Dez 2023)
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