Klingsor’s Last Summer

Louis the Cruel had dropped out of the blue. Suddenly he was there, Klingsor’s old friend, the traveler, the unpredictable wanderer who lived in railroad cars and whose studio was his knapsack. Good times dripped out of the blue on these days, good winds came. They painted together, on the Mount of Olives and in Cartago.

-“Klingsor’s Last Summer,” Hermann Hesse

[Image: self-portrait, Louis Moilliet; source: louismoilliet.ch]


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