Lot Essay
GET SOME BIO ON ERNESTA AND KENT AT THIS TIME!
2 November 1924: "...My dearest one, I pray you, love me! And if you say that one small word, I promise you that for us both the sun shall rise and never set and glorify our path - forever..."
5 November 1924: "A great piece of paper like this is as stimulating as a great canvas; my thoughts become magesterial and brave. I want my pen to thicken and with rich ink dripping from it to scrawl, hugely, Ernesta, I love you!"
14 November 1924: "Now! A New life begins. I am for the first time since more than a year ago back in my studio on the hill. My pictures and my paints are around me. I am at my work table. - It is so beautiful all about! From the large window in front of me I look over the scene of the snow picture that you love...I have always loved this place; for here where I have been so much alone I have profoundly felt the poignant beauty of it all as only solitude can make one feel; a tearful, choking happiness. And now, my love, you enter..."
16 November 1924: "I'd give anything in the world for a cigarette! Sweetheart, be merciful! Yesterday I exceeded my allowance by three, and then in utter disgust I destroyed every last cigarette in the place. So cigarette smoking is ended. But I could never have stopped but for my word to you..."
"I have thought, naturally, a great deal about how the rearrangement is to be accomplished. In the first place the divorce, if it can be obtained in the south of France, may not even be heard of. If that turns out so, it may be generally assumed to have been of long standing and in no way connected with you. In any case, whatever construction the generality of people may put upon it, it will be the privilege of our friends to know the entire good feeling and affection that will be maintained unbroken between us three. I have no doubt whatever of yours and Kathleen's consequent friendship. And I feel even that a very beautiful relationship may be established between us all..."
[No date:] "Ernesta darling - it is madness - but I cannot sit here with my mind on fire with thoughts of you - and not write to you. I am ashamed to date - or rather mark the hour of this letter. It is again Friday, and again Friday night..."
2 November 1924: "...My dearest one, I pray you, love me! And if you say that one small word, I promise you that for us both the sun shall rise and never set and glorify our path - forever..."
5 November 1924: "A great piece of paper like this is as stimulating as a great canvas; my thoughts become magesterial and brave. I want my pen to thicken and with rich ink dripping from it to scrawl, hugely, Ernesta, I love you!"
14 November 1924: "Now! A New life begins. I am for the first time since more than a year ago back in my studio on the hill. My pictures and my paints are around me. I am at my work table. - It is so beautiful all about! From the large window in front of me I look over the scene of the snow picture that you love...I have always loved this place; for here where I have been so much alone I have profoundly felt the poignant beauty of it all as only solitude can make one feel; a tearful, choking happiness. And now, my love, you enter..."
16 November 1924: "I'd give anything in the world for a cigarette! Sweetheart, be merciful! Yesterday I exceeded my allowance by three, and then in utter disgust I destroyed every last cigarette in the place. So cigarette smoking is ended. But I could never have stopped but for my word to you..."
"I have thought, naturally, a great deal about how the rearrangement is to be accomplished. In the first place the divorce, if it can be obtained in the south of France, may not even be heard of. If that turns out so, it may be generally assumed to have been of long standing and in no way connected with you. In any case, whatever construction the generality of people may put upon it, it will be the privilege of our friends to know the entire good feeling and affection that will be maintained unbroken between us three. I have no doubt whatever of yours and Kathleen's consequent friendship. And I feel even that a very beautiful relationship may be established between us all..."
[No date:] "Ernesta darling - it is madness - but I cannot sit here with my mind on fire with thoughts of you - and not write to you. I am ashamed to date - or rather mark the hour of this letter. It is again Friday, and again Friday night..."