Chris Andrews: The exquisite tenderness of this vignette was set against the mermaid of Henri Heran (Paul Herrmann).
Paul Herrmann (5 February 1864 (Munich) - 1 May 1946 (Berlin-Schöneberg)) had lived from 1891-1895 in America, at first at the invitation of the lead editor of the satirical magazine, "Puck", in NYC (1891 NYC, 1893-95 with exhibitions in NYC, Chicago, San Francisco).
When in 1895, he moved to Paris, a known artist was Hermann-Paul. The names could cause confusion, so our artist took on the French name "Henri Heran" -- under which name he displayed his art in Paris.
Paul Herrmann was contemporaneously recognized by Edvard Munch -- with whom he was befriended, August Strindberg, Oscar Wilde, and Stefan George.
A book with some of Paul Hermann's (Henri Heran) work was published in the fatal year, 1914, and contains exquisite lithographs, and can be downloaded on your iPad for reading and viewing pleasure:
I am the more pleased to urge you to download the book to take pleasure in, because overall the art in his engravings is subtle, sometimes heavily shadowed so one lingers to distinguish figure from shadow, and his work really is varied and exquisite.
Your own story here was moving.
For the self-image of the woman: The self-consciousness of Vie about her aging body is unfortunately all-too common. As one with the woman I have loved for 53-years (51 as an honest man), we are now 76, I find Nancy as beautiful, as desirable as the day I met her, with strong attraction and a love of nearness with her. A man can find a continuity in the woman's beauty that is the more exquisite as she radiates confidence and power from inside in maturity. The wrinkles and folds are way too overemphasized in society. Generally, a woman who cares for herself matures in beauty and need not feel at all that she has lost this. I have seen women in our family in their advanced 80s who were not merely "pretty for their age", but were absolutely BEAUTIFUL, RADIANT women. If you are with one who loves you -- Carl or Kate -- you may feel reassured: Your age ripens your beauty in the way of fine wine, and you are BEAUTIFUL and STUNNING, and you can own the beauty and your power and agency.
Of course, here, Vie has secret knowledge of her limited days ahead, which is poignant and makes one want her to achieve happiness and completion. Very moving.
I am sure Kate and Carl will have vivid, strong and beautiful memories of Vie, far to the contrary of Vie's view of post-mortem obscurity.
This is a very tender, beautiful sketch, and one shares Vie's secret in a poignant, beautiful love story. We want Vie to experience the love and the best medical care, because we care about her and want her, with the best medical care available, to thrive as much as is medically possible. I am really glad Vie finds love in Kate.
Hmmm. Vie thinks she has kept a secret. But Carl, though loving, is acting more reserved. Maybe Vie reads Carl . . . mistakenly, here. Maybe his love and passion haven't attenuated. Maybe Carl senses more than Vie thinks. Maybe his caresses, his care is mixed with knowledge, or at least a strong sense of the grim medical outlook.
Your vignette leads one to explore all of these human relationships among three, good, worthwhile persons.
Thank you so very, very much!
By the way, it was not easy to find a biography of our artist.
In searching around, I would find works of art of Henri Haran (Paul Herrmann) with his dates mistakenly given as 1864-1940 (which, in fact, match his namesake, the French Herman Paul).
But the little book of engravings of the fatal year 1914 is EXQUISITE.
I love your comments Armand and always look forward to reading them. AND they spur to work on the next chapter, which I'm starting shortly. Thank you. 😘
Chris Andrews: The exquisite tenderness of this vignette was set against the mermaid of Henri Heran (Paul Herrmann).
Paul Herrmann (5 February 1864 (Munich) - 1 May 1946 (Berlin-Schöneberg)) had lived from 1891-1895 in America, at first at the invitation of the lead editor of the satirical magazine, "Puck", in NYC (1891 NYC, 1893-95 with exhibitions in NYC, Chicago, San Francisco).
When in 1895, he moved to Paris, a known artist was Hermann-Paul. The names could cause confusion, so our artist took on the French name "Henri Heran" -- under which name he displayed his art in Paris.
Paul Herrmann was contemporaneously recognized by Edvard Munch -- with whom he was befriended, August Strindberg, Oscar Wilde, and Stefan George.
A book with some of Paul Hermann's (Henri Heran) work was published in the fatal year, 1914, and contains exquisite lithographs, and can be downloaded on your iPad for reading and viewing pleasure:
https://books.google.com/books?id=arZIAQAAIAAJ&printsec=frontcover&dq=Paul+Herrmann+(Henri+Heran)&hl=de&newbks=1&newbks_redir=0&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwiH1IOQ34iJAxVe5MkDHSIGNGYQ6AF6BAgMEAI#v=onepage&q=Paul%20Herrmann%20(Henri%20Heran)&f=false
I am the more pleased to urge you to download the book to take pleasure in, because overall the art in his engravings is subtle, sometimes heavily shadowed so one lingers to distinguish figure from shadow, and his work really is varied and exquisite.
Your own story here was moving.
For the self-image of the woman: The self-consciousness of Vie about her aging body is unfortunately all-too common. As one with the woman I have loved for 53-years (51 as an honest man), we are now 76, I find Nancy as beautiful, as desirable as the day I met her, with strong attraction and a love of nearness with her. A man can find a continuity in the woman's beauty that is the more exquisite as she radiates confidence and power from inside in maturity. The wrinkles and folds are way too overemphasized in society. Generally, a woman who cares for herself matures in beauty and need not feel at all that she has lost this. I have seen women in our family in their advanced 80s who were not merely "pretty for their age", but were absolutely BEAUTIFUL, RADIANT women. If you are with one who loves you -- Carl or Kate -- you may feel reassured: Your age ripens your beauty in the way of fine wine, and you are BEAUTIFUL and STUNNING, and you can own the beauty and your power and agency.
Of course, here, Vie has secret knowledge of her limited days ahead, which is poignant and makes one want her to achieve happiness and completion. Very moving.
I am sure Kate and Carl will have vivid, strong and beautiful memories of Vie, far to the contrary of Vie's view of post-mortem obscurity.
This is a very tender, beautiful sketch, and one shares Vie's secret in a poignant, beautiful love story. We want Vie to experience the love and the best medical care, because we care about her and want her, with the best medical care available, to thrive as much as is medically possible. I am really glad Vie finds love in Kate.
Hmmm. Vie thinks she has kept a secret. But Carl, though loving, is acting more reserved. Maybe Vie reads Carl . . . mistakenly, here. Maybe his love and passion haven't attenuated. Maybe Carl senses more than Vie thinks. Maybe his caresses, his care is mixed with knowledge, or at least a strong sense of the grim medical outlook.
Your vignette leads one to explore all of these human relationships among three, good, worthwhile persons.
Thank you so very, very much!
By the way, it was not easy to find a biography of our artist.
Here is a sketch of his life:
https://de.wikipedia.org/wiki/Paul_Herrmann_(Maler,_1864)
Confusingly, here is the biography of Herman Paul (1864-1940):
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hermann-Paul
In searching around, I would find works of art of Henri Haran (Paul Herrmann) with his dates mistakenly given as 1864-1940 (which, in fact, match his namesake, the French Herman Paul).
But the little book of engravings of the fatal year 1914 is EXQUISITE.
Again, thank you so much!
I love your comments Armand and always look forward to reading them. AND they spur to work on the next chapter, which I'm starting shortly. Thank you. 😘
Chris Andrews: Very much look FORWARD to your next chapter.