Closing my eyes, I imagine myself there, in the blue Mirror, which cherishes the scarlet souls and velvet darkness. There my heart breaks with a ripe pomegranate, and its tart juice sprinkling my hands and face, brings back memories… It has been hundreds of years since I left the gloomy hall, leaving my weak-willed twin to guard your wounded soul. I spend my sleepless nights and restless days beside a cold dim mirror which no longer allows me to return to that fragile world where I was myself. Maybe I became the involuntary guardian of faded shadows hiding in the reflection… Or am I the shadow of the past?
Закрыв глаза, я снова представляю себя там, в синем Зазеркалье, лелеющем багряные души и бархатную тьму. Там мое сердце раскалывается спелым гранатом, и его терпкий сок, окропив мои руки и лицо, воскрешает воспоминания. Минули сотни лет с тех пор как я покинул сумрачный зал, оставив моего безвольного двойника охранять твою раненую душу. Бессонные ночи и беспокойные дни я провожу подле холодного тусклого зеркала, которое больше не позволяет мне вернуться в тот зыбкий мир, где я был собой. Так может это я стал невольным стражником выцветших теней, прячущихся в отражении? Или я и есть та самая тень былого?
He attained a great deal of fame during his lifetime as a painter of the famous (including royalty and three American presidents), and this allowed him a great accumulation of wealth during his lifetime. He used this money primarily to build a substantial art collection, which he donated to the Swedish state upon his death, and also to purchase 40 timber houses which Zorn wished to preserve to ensure that the art of traditional timber building was not forgotten. This reflects the respect of Zorn for his other great subject of painting, which was poor and working people, and rural environments.