“In these silent streets of Pardaugava, Kārlis Indriķis Veitners was painting. The kids quickly passed the message: “The painter!” Running at first, then slowly we approached. He doesn’t notice anything. Closely, constructively  observing something between a house on the other side of the street and his easel. Not really the blooming chestnut tree and yet also not really the air. That’s how we - the kids of the 50’s - saw the painter Kārlis Veitners.”

                                                                                                                       Art historian Dzintra Andrušaite