Bartók Béla, ifj.: Chronicles of Béla Bartók's Life (Budapest, 2021)

At The Academy of Sciences. Great Compositions (1934–1938)

AT THE ACADEMY OF SCIENCES.

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1935

“The blot of the publication is that I was forced to publish it on my own ... Universal Edition has it only on commission” - writes Bartok.

18 June - He writes Universal Edition in regard.

24 June - He asks Sándor

Albrecht

to recruit subscribers in Pozsony.

- He also writes AKM a long letter about various settlings of accounts.

30 June - Letter to Universal Edition.

During June his workdays at the Academy of Sciences are: the 3rd, 4th, 5th, 6th, 12th, 14th, 17th, 18th, 19th.

2 July

- He writes two letters to Sofia: to Raina Katzarova and to Pancso Vladigerov.

3 July

- He writes Philaret Kolessa

in

Lemberg and Vinko

Zganec

in Zombor about the publication of his book, distribution of complimentary copies and finally professional matters. He asks for recruitment of subscribers. From Kolessa

he

also asks for a Ukrainian dictionary. - He asks Sándor

Albrecht

to forward part of the money in his care from Pozsony to

Üjcsorbató.

4 July

- Still in Budapest, he sends invitations for subscription, this time to Western countries; in London to Edward Clark and via the Oxford University Press to Hubert J. Foss, in Pasadena (California) to Imre Deák and

in Brussels to Endre Gertler upon whose request he agrees to a Belgian music society taking the name Bartok; he also writes Gertler that Universal Edition is not very keen on publishing String Quartet No. 5, and finally - with his usual pessimism - he declares that he doesn’t believe he would get opportunities to play in England or Holland the following season. (As a matter of fact he had four concerts in England and two in Holland during January.)

7 July

- He leaves for Üjcsorbató

in

the Tatra mountains with his wife and son Péter,

and

they stay at Pension Mory. - He writes a letter to Erich Doflein the same day.

8 July

- He writes the ailing Sándor

Albrecht

with comforting understanding that in his opinion one doesn’t get down and tired by 377