Egon Schiele’s work is so distinctive that it resists categorisation.
Admitted to the Vienna Academy of Fine Arts at just sixteen, he was an
extraordinarily precocious artist, whose consummate skill in the
manipulation of line, above all, lent a taut expressivity to all his
work. Profoundly convinced of his own significance as an artist, Schiele
achieved more in his abruptly curtailed youth than many other artists
achieved in a full lifetime. His roots were in the Jugendstil of the
Viennese Secession movement. Like a whole generation, he came under the
overwhelming influence of Vienna’s most charismatic and celebrated
artist, Gustav Klimt. In turn, Klimt recognised Schiele’s outstanding
talent and supported the young artist, who within just a couple of
years, was already breaking away from his mentor’s decorative
sensuality. Beginning with an intense period of creativity around 1910,
Schiele embarked on an unflinching exposé of the human form – not the
least his own – so penetrating that it is clear he was examining an
anatomy more psychological, spiritual and emotional than physical. He
painted many townscapes, landscapes, formal portraits and allegorical
subjects, but it was his extremely candid works on paper, which are
sometimes overtly erotic, together with his penchant for using under-age
models that made Schiele vulnerable to censorious morality. In 1912, he
was imprisoned on suspicion of a series of offences including
kidnapping, rape and public immorality. The most serious charges (all
but that of public immorality) were dropped, but Schiele spent around
three despairing weeks in prison. Expressionist circles in Germany gave a
lukewarm reception to Schiele’s work. His compatriot, Kokoschka, fared
much better there. While he admired the Munich artists of Der Blaue
Reiter, for example, they rebuffed him. Later, during the First World
War, his work became better known and in 1916 he was featured in an
issue of the left-wing, Berlin-based Expressionist magazine Die Aktion.
Schiele was an acquired taste. From an early stage he was regarded as a
genius. This won him the support of a small group of long-suffering
collectors and admirers but, nonetheless, for several years of his life
his finances were precarious. He was often in debt and sometimes he was
forced to use cheap materials, painting on brown wrapping paper or
cardboard instead of artists’ paper or canvas. It was only in 1918 that
he enjoyed his first substantial public success in Vienna. Tragically, a
short time later, he and his wife Edith were struck down by the massive
influenza epidemic of 1918 that had just killed Klimt and millions of
other victims, and they died within days of one another. Schiele was
just twenty-eight years old.
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