There’s a great, organic simplicity here…autumn is profoundly represented in the solitude of the tree, and in the solemnity of the gray sky. They play well off of one another. Quintessential Schiele, this one. Thanks for taking a look…Enjoy!
Small Tree in Late Autumn, 1911.
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Summer drifts behind the clouds
as the autumn sheds its skin
and howls wildly into the crisp of the
the moon shines upon the winter
while spring slumbers and dreams of
the yellow tint of April-
seasons linger and fall like the rushing
years drift along the wind like the scattering
of a thousand leaves…
another gone, another sleeping patiently,
waiting for its time to open eager eyes-
we all drink from the same cup,
our wine as sweet as our intention*
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