“Nowhere does one come to know an artist better than in his prints [and] the woodcut is the most graphic of the print processes”
– Ernst Kirchner
Fancy owning art the Nazis considered ‘degenerate‘? Won’t someone think of the children, the censors wail, as they viewed German artist Ernst Kirchner’s expressionist paintings. Before we get to Kirchner (6 May 1880 – 15 June 1938), American author Judy Blume has something to say about censorship, albeit when it comes to books: “Censors never go after books unless kids already like them. I don’t even think they know to go after books until they know that children are interested in reading this book, therefore there must be something in it that’s wrong.”
That’s not to says what you about to see is all for all ages. There is a fair amount of nudity, not least of all in these photos of Kirchner in his studio.
Kirchner was a German expressionist painter and printmaker and one of the founders of the artists group Die Brücke or “The Bridge”, a key group leading to the foundation of Expressionism in 20th-century art. He volunteered for army service in the First World War, but soon suffered a breakdown and was discharged. His work was branded “degenerate” by the Nazis in 1933, and in 1937 more than 600 of his creations were sold or destroyed. Some of what’s left is now available as fine art prints in the Flashbak Shop.
In 1905, Kirchner, along with Fritz Bleyl (8 October 1880 – 19 August 1966) and two other architecture students, Karl Schmidt-Rottluff (December 1884 – 10 August 1976) and Erich Heckel (31 July 1883 – 27 January 1970), founded the artists group Die Brücke (“The Bridge”). From then on, Kirchner committed himself to art. The group aimed to eschew the prevalent traditional academic style and find a new mode of artistic expression, which would form a bridge (hence the name) between the past and their time. They responded both to past artists such as Albrecht Dürer, Matthias Grünewald and Lucas Cranach the Elder, as well as contemporary international avant-garde movements. As part of the affirmation of their national heritage, they revived older media, particularly woodcut prints.
Then war came. And the drugs and the drink. As Adrian Searle writes, Kirchner is “the absinthe-addled expressionist drew himself in the grip of a morphine fit; who, feigning madness to get himself out of the German army in the first world war, suffered a breakdown and spent months shuttling from sanatorium to sanatorium…By 1918 Kirchner was a physical and nervous wreck, a burned-out case who had to put himself back together again (but, perhaps, never quite did). The National Socialists went on to brand him a degenerate, and there are still Brits who condemn him to a polite mediocrity. Little wonder he eventually shot himself, in 1938.”
So much for the anguish. Another portrait comes via Eberhard Grisebach, who visited Kirchner in March 1917, writing to Helen Spengler of the artist’s condition and brilliance:
“I spent two mornings with Kirchner which I shall never forget. I found him sitting on a very low chair next to a small, hot stove in a yellow-painted, sloping-roofed attic. Only with the help of a stick was he able to walk, staggering around the room… A colourfully painted curtain concealed a large collection of paintings. When we began to look at them, he came alive. Together with me, he saw all his experiences drift by on canvas, the small, timid-looking woman set aside what we had seen and brought a bottle of wine.
“He made short explanatory remarks in a weary voice. Each picture had its own particular colourful character, a great sadness was present in all of them; what I had previously found to be incomprehensible and unfinished now created the same delicate and sensitive impression as his personality.
“Everywhere a search for style, for psychological understanding of his figures. The most moving was a self- portrait in uniform with his right hand cut off. Then he showed me his travel permit for Switzerland. He wanted to go back to Davos… and implored me to ask father for a medical certificate…
“As the woman with him rightly said, though many people want to help him, nobody is able to do so any longer… When I was leaving, I thought of Van Gogh’s fate and thought that it would be his as well, sooner or later. Only later will people understand and see how much he has contributed to painting”.
Prints by Ernst Kirchner now in the Flashbak Shop. Also T-shirts and more.
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