Portrait of Aino Suits

Nikolai Triik (07.08.1884-12.08.1940)

1914
Oil on canvas
91 x 74 cm

Aino Suits was Finnish and the wife of the writer Gustav Suits. Triik was a close personal friend of Gustav Suits and his creative partner. Aino and Gustav Suits got married in 1911. Three years later at the beginning of 1914, their first child was born, whereas Aino Suits could have almost died after giving birth due to a blood clot or thrombus that developed in her veins. By the summer of 1914 when this painting was completed, however, she had recovered considerably and lived at their home in Kilo, Finland. Even though her husband was abroad in July, she received the Triiks, who unexpectedly dropped in for a visit and hosted them for rather a long time.

Aino Suits wrote in her letters to Gustav

We have conversed about painting my portrait as well. He is very precise in this in order to properly understand my personality. He even compared me to Mona Lisa, that it is as if am oberörd [a Swedish word meaning ‘unmoved’]. I participate in what takes place around me yet nothing throws me off balance – his opinion. I explained that I would gladly like to be the person he thinks me to be but I am not. He says that he sometimes sees my face as that of a “good, intelligent child”. That is interesting. He’s going to start painting. We’ll see how you like it. /15 July 1914/

Dear Gustav! The Triiks are here. The painting of my portrait is continuing session by session. He can say, for example: this has to be of a “darling child”, meaning of me. He respects me, he wants to understand me in order to paint a proper portrait. He is a very congenial person and somehow very familiar. /20 July 1914/

Dear Gustave!...The most peaceful moments for me are my sessions with Triik painting the portrait: it is interesting to chat with him. He has managed to put my thoughts into my appearance, sent thinking of you with love (that you know that), I thought of the future for the two of us. Triik painted and painted, his eyebrows furrowed and the picture became more and more the way I myself feel that I am. I felt like a different person during the session, as if I were in a different world. It was quite odd when the painting of the picture ended that day. /27 July 1914/