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Let's talk about what you are going to do in the future.
A plan that is not adventurous, but one that you really carry out.
You are 24 years old and you can not continue living daily.
You will marry a man and
If you do not mind, you can continue painting in your free time.
On the contrary...
You will have to look for work.
Of governess or teacher.
Paula, I do not think you're a first-rate artist.
Women can not be painters.
You do not trust me, but I do.
Can you stop? I will walk the rest alone.
It's nice how you develop the forms, it's beautiful.
That is not precise enough.
The painter's task is to reproduce nature exactly.
Precision. Accuracy.
That is what holds everything together.
Everything else is amateur scribbles.
He is a famous man that Mackensen.
Yes.
Paula.
Paula Becker. - Already. Clara Westhoff.
See you.
It's too coarse, Miss Becker. What did I teach him?
Precision and accuracy. - Y?
Represent nature exactly as it is.
And my emotions.
Fritz! - Otto.
Come here, look at this. In this we lose our time.
An apple that looks like a cabbage.
Nowadays all the ladies want to paint, have talent or not.
They think that wanting to paint is enough.
Is that really how you see it?
Yes.
No
You can keep it.
Sooner or later Worpswede will become a Ladies School.
The youth of today have no respect for the old masters.
Good morning.
I can help her? - I'm looking for models.
You want? - I want to paint one of you.
No
You. - I?
I'll pay you. - All right.
That's mine! Go away! That's mine! Let go!
Wait!
Come on, leave the shoes there.
I want the painting. - Mr. Vogeler?
I'm going
one
Two.
Good afternoon. - Good afternoon.
Come. Come come.
Paula.
Good afternoon.
Are you coming, friends?
Looks good? - Very pretty.
realize
I can not wait until it's possible.
I want to create something by myself.
I'm afraid we will not sell anything.
At least we have to be as good as them.
Better
A friendly pose.
Thank you.
Why do women have to pay for the art academy?
It has to be different. I will write to the Minister!
You will end up like a lady in pants.
I am an emancipated lady at the end of the cycle.
Friends, let's celebrate our community,
which has lasted about 10 years now.
Here, in a country,
where with sweat and blood something has been uprooted from the wasteland.
Let's celebrate a young poet who praises our work.
He is writing a book about us.
Rainer Maria Rilke.
Where is she?
there
Come on, Rainer. Say something good
"Only in the praise room can the regret go
as a nymph to the sacred source,
watching our defeat that is clear on the rock itself. "
Yes ... bravo! - Bravo!
Music!
Look.
So you paint without directions?
I feel that I follow my feelings.
I'm Clara Westhoff.
Rainer.
Their feelings are an expression of lack of technique.
"To reproduce nature exactly."
So is. - "With precision and accuracy."
That is the prerequisite. - I still have to learn a lot.
Miss Becker.
Thanks.
They say that he likes to paint people naked at night in poor houses.
You already decided? - Why?
What is bigger? - Larger?
Yes, my lack of discipline or my lack of talent.
Thanks for that? - For having defended me.
Before our Cavalry Major.
When will I see your pictures? - Who do you think you are?
You're just a spoiled young woman from Bremen
That kills your boredom here before you get married.
Women will never produce anything creative.
Except to give birth to children.
It disappears.
Get out of here.
Tell me your name? - Paula.
Paula ... - Paula Becker.
The sky above the Ukrainian steppe also had this depth.
Paula.
Fine.
It's dark, you have to cross the whole wasteland.
There is a bat.
Muchas gracias.
When will I see your paintings?
Next time...
When it will be? - Soon.
Very soon
"There was a wind and strong odors arrived.
You were relaxed all the long trip,
I said softly to your sweet name.
Then the red lily of passion
It was pierced with the joyful power of the white lilies of your heart.
Red was the night and your mouth so red,
like my lips wanting to find her,
and those flames pierced us suddenly,
licking jealous clothes. "
Are they green or black? - They're white.
Stay still.
Dear Elsbeth, will you bring me a flower?
So that's how you see it.
Do you think it's too soon? - What?
Yes, his wife died only four months ago.
Are you afraid of someone? - Yes
And you? How about you?
Paula! - "Paula" ...
Paula! Paula!
Now you have to marry me.
"Yes, yes.
Yes!
Yes!
FATHER
Do you know what people think about here?
Many in Bremen do not even know where Worpswede is.
Summer is about to end.
Uncle Arthur's money and everything about Aunt Grete.
I know.
I want to have you a job in Dresden. - Needless.
Paula, you will soon be 25 years old. - I'm getting married, father.
With whom? - With the best Worpswede painter.
What? Mackensen?
Otto Modersohn.
Yes Say yes, father.
Yes.
We are getting married! - I'm getting married!
Wife of Rilke! - Modersohn's wife!
We will paint all day! - All day!
We will travel, me, Otto and Rilke!
You and I! - Once a year to Paris!
My father wants me to attend a cooking school before the wedding.
Why? You have enough time.
I want to reach 30 years old.
Then you must hurry. - My life will be a party.
A brief and intense celebration.
How? - I will not live long.
But if I paint three good paintings,
then I will die happy.
Three good pictures and a boy.
Is it because of Helene? - Do not.
No
No
Will you give me time?
All my life.
5 YEARS AFTER
Paula!
Dad said you should come. - I'm not working right now.
I'll tell you that you'll go when you're done.
Paula, you have to come. Paula!
Right away!
You can take care of it, Hilke.
How much does it cost?
I had thought ... - Please?
MARCOS 1975-1980
The heart, what an honor.
Elsbeth, take the handkerchief.
Enjoy your meal. - Enjoy your meal.
Exquisite, dear Mrs. Modersohn.
It must be wonderful to be married to a cook like that.
Paula also paints.
Yes? Is there something that can be seen?
that?
You almost cheated on me. That is yours.
The little artist, great. - Health.
Yes, for art.
MARCOS 1975-1980
Paula.
MARCOS 1975-1980
MARCOS 1975-1980
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