Rose leaves, resting on golden leaf,
from one of the last surviving
rose bushes of the garden of Klimt's studio.
So I was told, and I want to believe that -
photographed on a grey November day in 2013
Late on a November afternoon, in 2012.
The sky looked almost white,
the sun a washed-out lemony pallor,
a moody autumn elegy all around,
were it not for the leaves still on the trees
that refused to tone down their golden light
The first picture was shot
by the window in my home,
neighborhood in Hietzing, 13th District
Images and Text © by Merisi
-> Gustav Klimt Encounters throughout the Years