Without any assistance whatever, I founded a school in Weimar in 10 years. Only I could perform certain works with the scanty means that I dared not ask anyone else to work with.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Sadly, my German is almost non-existent, although I did a little at school.
I attended the elementary school at Schweinfurt and the secondary school.
Few developments central to the history of art have been so misrepresented or misunderstood as the brief, brave, glorious, doomed life of the Bauhaus - the epochally influential German art, architecture, crafts, and design school that was founded in Goethe's sleepy hometown of Weimar in 1919.
I was a student in Germany when Hitler came to power.
More particularly, having a largely German-oriented education has made me very responsive to 19th-century German literature.
The German public knows me quite well. I have been in their kitchens and living rooms for years.
I taught principally German language and literature at Eton. But any master with private pupils must be prepared to teach anything they ask for. That can be as diverse as the early paintings of Salvador Dali or how bumblebees manage to fly.
I spent a little time in Germany as a schoolboy learning German, and it's a country I knew very well, spent a lot of time in. I knew the history very well. I've always wanted to do a piece of work about the post-war period, of one sort or another.
I was coerced into taking piano lessons in the early '50s. It was a quite unpleasant experience.
My time in Weimar Berlin was the most elegant in my life. I would have parties for a hundred people - writers, scientists, artists.