“After tea it’s back to painting – a large poplar at dusk with a gathering storm. From time to time instead of this evening painting session I go bowling in one of the neighbouring villages, but not very often.” Gustav Klimt
I never connect ordinary daily routine events with artists who are almost bigger than life. I imagine them contemplating a colour, agonizing over a brush stroke or impatiently throwing open window shutters to bring more light into the room. It seems that even greatness must stop for a cup of tea.
Belvedere Palace at the end of the day.
The residence of the legendary painting “The Kiss.”