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THE STUDIO AND HOUSE OF SCHWANTHALER.
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CHAPTER IX.
THE STUDIO AND HOUSE OF SCHWANTHALER THE SCULPTOR.
Sept. 29th.—We have just returned from Schwanthaler’s
studio; which is situated in a street leading out of the city
towards the great Theresa Meadow, where stands the colossal
Bavaria. The street was formerly called the Lerchen
Strasse, but now it is the Schwanthaler Strasse, inmemory
of the great sculptor. Ludwig von Schwanthaler was born
in Munich—was educated in Munich—worked and immor-
talized his name in Munich—and in Munich he died. His
dwelling-house is in the same street as, and opposite to, the
studio, which is a white and rather low building, standing
back from the street, and forming three sides of a small
comt. The fourth side would be formed by the dwelling-
house—a long building of one story—were it not that the
studio and the house are divided by the street.
The Schwanthaler Strasse, like most of the streets in the
newer quarters of Munich, spite of its gaily painted
houses, with their tints of pale greens, pinks, greys, and
salmon colours, their long rows of bright windows, and
often their clustering vines and creepers, through which
peeps forth here and there the white statue of the Madonna
and Child, or a fresco of the Madonna or some saint, has a
strange air of quietness, almost of desertion about it. No
one is seen passing to and fro,—all is silent, as if sunk in
a calm dream.
The little court-yard of Schwanthaler’s studio is espe-
cially quiet, and the gravel is thickly sprinkled with small
107
CHAPTER IX.
THE STUDIO AND HOUSE OF SCHWANTHALER THE SCULPTOR.
Sept. 29th.—We have just returned from Schwanthaler’s
studio; which is situated in a street leading out of the city
towards the great Theresa Meadow, where stands the colossal
Bavaria. The street was formerly called the Lerchen
Strasse, but now it is the Schwanthaler Strasse, inmemory
of the great sculptor. Ludwig von Schwanthaler was born
in Munich—was educated in Munich—worked and immor-
talized his name in Munich—and in Munich he died. His
dwelling-house is in the same street as, and opposite to, the
studio, which is a white and rather low building, standing
back from the street, and forming three sides of a small
comt. The fourth side would be formed by the dwelling-
house—a long building of one story—were it not that the
studio and the house are divided by the street.
The Schwanthaler Strasse, like most of the streets in the
newer quarters of Munich, spite of its gaily painted
houses, with their tints of pale greens, pinks, greys, and
salmon colours, their long rows of bright windows, and
often their clustering vines and creepers, through which
peeps forth here and there the white statue of the Madonna
and Child, or a fresco of the Madonna or some saint, has a
strange air of quietness, almost of desertion about it. No
one is seen passing to and fro,—all is silent, as if sunk in
a calm dream.
The little court-yard of Schwanthaler’s studio is espe-
cially quiet, and the gravel is thickly sprinkled with small