But it was Jewish business owners that bought his land/city-scape paintings, providing him with a living at the time.
“But it was Jewish business owners that bought his land/city-scape paintings, providing him with a living at the time.”
Indeed, pretty much his only true friend and reliable patron was a Jewish art dealer.
I can’t recall his name, but he asked Hitler for clemency of some sort, and ended up ashes.
I believe that sooner or later Hitler would have gone down that particular path. When his mother died he fixated upon the fact that her doctor was a Jew. He couldn’t except the death as what it was...something that simply could not be addressed at that time.
So sad.
While I don’t believe in Predestination, I am aware that sometimes life just goes against you or for you.
Random.