Munich, 1923. Setting off on
The urge to paint all day long - 'to finally
become a worker!' - dictated, from now on, all of Staude's personal
choices. He pursued his 'visions' and pushed ahead in what he defined
as 'my direction.' Impatiently he awaited the end of school, yearning
for 'the South, where all art flourishes.' His first stop-over was supposed
to be in Munich where he hoped to study at the Academy of Fine Arts
under Hugo Ernst Schnegg, an exponent of late German impressionism.
In Munich, Fritz Rougemont was supposed to be waiting for him, 'the
understanding friend' to whom he was drawn by a feeling 'of belonging
to the same time and the same intentions.'
But Munich turned out to be a disappointment. Schnegg was not there,
Rougemont had left for Italy. 'I must find myself,' Staude wrote in
his diary, awe-struck by the immensity of the task ahead. 'I am fighting
in these days a heavy battle [
]. It is the battle for the new
generation. For the new Germany, and for myself.' Of his loneliness
he wrote: "I am definitely fond of it now." And of his painting:
'The goal I can see; but the way - ah, if only I knew it!