‘A Watermill: Near Machynlleth‘, British School 19th century
at Innsbruck; a Watermill and Sluice Gate in an Alpine
‘Photographs’, collection owner: John Banting, 1879–1949 – part of the digitised collection of the Tate Archive
81–88 of 88 objects Photograph of Nazi entry into Innsbruck
Artist page for Ana Lupas (born 1940)
complete and was first shown in 2008 at Taxispalais in Innsbruck
Available online are a selection of manuscripts, drawings and book covers by John Banting; and a photograph album belonging to Banting with photographs of Alix Strachey, Edward Sackville-West, Angus Davidson and Rupert Doone. Details of the remainder of the collection can be found on the Archive catalogue.
Spender March 1938 Photograph of Nazi entry into Innsbruck
The series contains personal and professional correspondence of Marie-Louise von Motesiczky, correspondence of her mother Henriette von Motesiczky, correspondence of other family members, such as Leopold, Valla and Robert von Lieben, and Franziska von Wertheimstein, and correspondence by others.
appointment Skiing holiday postcard from Milein Cosman, Innsbruck
Available online are items of correspondence from family and friends, professional correspondence, diaries, writings and photographs. Details of the remainder of the collection can be found on the Archive catalogue.
appointment Skiing holiday postcard from Milein Cosman, Innsbruck
‘Correspondence from Milein Cosman‘, collection owner: Marie-Louise Von Motesiczky, [April 1953–December 1991] – part of the digitised collection of the Tate Archive
objects Skiing holiday postcard from Milein Cosman, Innsbruck
Hügelhof, Pirchanger 437, Schwaz 27 July Dear Annerl! It’s infinitely lovely and homely here! Everything’s almost exactly as it was, and the rooms still smell so fresh, it’s almost as though you were staying here and that I need only wait for a ‘Yoo-hoo!’ as you come home from a walk in the woods. I can hear all the familiar noises outside: the scythes, the chickens, the farmers’ children. It’s strange not hearing your children running around in the garden! Their shouts . . . . . . how fantastic to think of them all grown up and back at …
far less dramatic and dangerous once I’d arrived in Innsbruck
