Edith Schiele and I are actual soul sisters. I mean, HELLO!, look at this collar! The stripes?! If this was a bit more Miss Frizzle solar system-y, it’d be all me. Don’t be fooled, though: I have much, much better eyebrows.
Edith Schiele and I are actual soul sisters. I mean, HELLO!, look at this collar! The stripes?! If this was a bit more Miss Frizzle solar system-y, it’d be all me. Don’t be fooled, though: I have much, much better eyebrows.
Egon Schiele sketched his wife, Edith, before she died in 1918 as part of the Spanish flu pandemic. She was six months pregnant. At 28, he died three days later.
It gets worse: Tomorrow’s Monday.