The hamlet of Aue
(Antholz
Niedertal, Rasun - Bolzano)
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...But what I see from here, of the village, people can't see from their side. Nobody can see the way by which that pale limewashed wall absorbs the blue tone of the sky and reflects it on the ground. Nobody can see the way by which the light pink of that gable tenderly and warmly smiles among the vibrant green of the mimosas Nobody can see that the music of these colours gets its most clear and tense resonance just at this time, that the tones play, the range of luminescences, the shadows fight are changing all the time in this little world And if are needed men who build houses, cut wood, who paint shutters and seed in their gardens, may be is needed a man too who sees that all, who absorbs in his eyes and in his heart these walls and these rooves, who loves them and tries them painting. [...] During this evening hour, during this short and ardent painting hour over the hill facing our village, I am no longer an observer and an onlooker of others' life, I don't envy them any more, I don't judge them, I don't know anything at all about them, but I just persist in my activity, I am just keen on my play: and in a such avid and childish way as they are.
(H. Hesse)