Vienna was Freud’s perfect place for his theories on the human psyche. Austria’s pulsating capital can also be every traveler’s waking dream and art aficionado’s nirvana.
Otto Ernst Wiesenthal does not need a palace. He is happy in his thriving cosmos in Vienna’s 7th district, not far from the former imperial playground of the Habsburg dynasty. The fact is, at no. 41 Kirchengasse, he feels very much at home.
It is the same impression I get from his daughter Saskia Wiesenthal. She revels in showing locals and guests around her father’s art-filled dominion. It might not be too obvious, but Saskia has a habit of making you feel that you’re a part of a tight-knit, growing Altstadt Vienna family.
“Back in the days, my father used to work for a computer company and when away for business trips, he would spend countless nights in hotel rooms that all looked the same. He got tired of it and could no longer see himself staying in a faceless hotel.” Saskia tells me this as we wander around the hallway and are about to check an artist’s commissioned room.
“You see, my father loves to host dinner parties. He takes pride in his cooking, loves his art deeply and enjoys the comfort and familiarity that a home offers.” We went down the staircase, passed the life-sized blue painting in the foyer, then turned into a corner and arrived at Room 19. “I guess it’s that essence of a home that my father wanted to celebrate and he may have found a way to do it through his personal art collections and share them with everyone.”
Saskia takes out the key, opens the door and in an instant we step into Carsten Fock’s Zen world. The abstract, color-intensive German artist, like a calligraphy master, left his bold Provençal purple brushstrokes on the immaculate white-washed wall behind the bed and planted two paintings in the room that tap the temper of our times.
“Well, here we are. A home away from home. It was one of my father’s first slogans. He really wanted to open up his own place where people feel at home, find a refuge while traveling”, Saskia explains and beams.
A glimpse through the window, I could see the moody spring in late March throwing a fit in the form of a rainshower. It seems it’s a typical thing for a city about to wake up from a deep winter slumber. But while it was gray and raining outside, Room 19 was awash with the esprit of spring. As if someone intentionally spilled a splash of paint, kept the sunshine in the room and managed not to let it out. I have come to the city, it is to say, for a Viennese fix. Perhaps it might as well be to seek refuge. Here at Altstadt Vienna, I may have just found it.
“Finding myself back in the city for a dose of a Viennese fix, resurrected my spirit, as if raising lady Lazarus from the dead.”
It seems that the building’s ethos remains unchanged over the years even before Mr. Wiesenthal opened his hotel here in 1991. The building, in a sense, resembled a place of refuge to say the very least. Back in the days, Russian immigrants would sojourn here while waiting for passage and papers to travel to the free world, perhaps somewhere in America, Canada or Israel.
After the computer company closed, Mr. Wiesenthal, now a free-agent, was determined to transform the tired guesthouse and put his personal stamp on it in keeping with the same philosophy of providing a refuge and a place that people can go to and relax, take a pause and appreciate art.
It was only a matter of time when Mr. Wiesenthal’s long-nurtured dream became a reality; to create a hotel with an art gallery in it, or build an art gallery that comes with accommodations. Whichever you look, the rooms at Altstadt Vienna are never the same. Each one is a personalized portrait of a Viennese lifestyle. Artworks by Andy Warhol, Annie Leibovitz, Yayoi Kusama and Bruno Gironcoli hang alongside homegrown talents, Otto Mühl, Markus Prachensky and Friedensreich Hundertwasser. The art of hospitality a la Wiensenthal, literally, dwells and thrives here.
Saskia’s phone rings, I take it as a signal for me to move along. I’m guessing it’s another art pilgrim waiting to be shown around as I did and everyone before me with aspirations of coming in contact with works of art and perhaps even sleeping with them.
Saskia and I parted ways and I headed back to Room 53 where Andreas Lackner, a sought-after lifestyle stylist brought his vision of old regal Vienna to the contemporary. As someone responsible for staging some of the world’s biggest events, the Fête Impériale, Life Ball and 2016’s Carnival in Venice; I was not surprised to see a modern portrait of the Infanta perching above my bed. The sage in staging somehow anticipated my matronly arrival to what was once the capital of the world.
While I couldn’t shake off the thought of seeking a refuge in a city that over the years has learned to spoil me, it seemed rather appropriate to indulge in the present – my mindfulness of the moment. My last planned trip to Vienna was put on hold several times, due to strict covid lockdown and the ever evolving travel restrictions. Finding myself back in the city for a dose of a Viennese fix, resurrected my spirit, as if raising lady Lazarus from the dead. Just as the infamous Viennese legend would have it and was said to have taken place just across my street. Sometime in 1679, the year of the plague, bagpiper Marx Augustin, Vienna’s favorite minstrel, woke up one morning amongst a pile of corpses, in what was to be the most terrifying hangover of all time. The deflated tavern performer had had too much to drink after a night’s empty house performance, passed out on the side of the road, only to be mistaken as another dead body and was dumped into the plague pits.
Unable to call for help and free himself out of the mass grave, Augustin reached for his bagpipe and blared it as loud as he could, stopping the bewildered churchgoers in their tracks, who then found Augustin and brought him out of the pit.
Surviving his brush with death as well as the plague, Augustin became the symbol of Viennese tenacity as well as their sense of humor. So much so that Vienna’s popular biweekly street paper was named after him.
Between Augustin’s almost comedic resurrection and mine, what are the odds that I might end up celebrating tonight – hopefully not to pass out in some ditch! Looking at the spire of St. Ulrich church from my window, I see the twilight mist rolling in. Down below, the cobbled streets look glossy and wet. Plants enjoying a sip. Spout. Splash. Sprinkle. It seems, to me, that Vienna, like a living art, sparkles ever more so – come rain or shine.
Will you be traveling to Vienna anytime soon? What do you think about art hotels and which one is your favorite? Do you know a cool hotel that you want me to check and experience? Love to know what’s on your mind and do share them in the comment section below.
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This hotel really is a work of art, Jan. Brilliant colors. I love the shot of you ruminating before the art work. As for Vienna, we were so close when in Prague but had a series of house sits booked here in London. We will get there eventually though as it looks like such a gorgeous city steeped in rich history, similar to Prague. Rocking post!
Ryan
What a lovely place to stay in Vienna! I don’t know which room I love best…although the Violet Suite is very appealing! And love that painting in your suite.
This is a wonderful boutique hotel, charming with its own character and I can only image the time and efforts that have gone into it. Who wouldn’t want to stay in an art gallery? I remember when you stayed there and the breakfast looked great, too. Definitely an option for me when it’s time for another Vienna stay again.
Carolin | Solo Travel Story
Yes indeed Carolin 😉 It’s a special hotel in Vienna’s cradle of cool neighborhood. Lot’s of artistic shops and cafe’s around the area and the hotel, a living art in itself, is the ideal base and a fantastic place to start into exploring the arts of Vienna.
Wow what a nice hotel! Unfortunately way out of my budget. I wouldn’t mind having one Andy Warhol in my room instead of various strangers in my dorm…
Thanks for the read Carina 😉 I think the hotel more than just selling a dream, above all, offers a very unique experience of allowing guests to be as close and intimate with a famous artwork (practically sleeping with one) which most of us don’t often do everyday. I don’t know many hotels that do that 😉
wow! What a treat to be able to combine a great place to stay with a beautiful gallery. I will definitely look into staying on my next trip to Vienna. Thanks for sharing your experience and the great descriptions. Having the personal touch of Saskia’s stories of the place and her father just makes it even more special.
Thanks Lyn 😉 I have a feeling that this is just right on your alley of accommodation style. Think of Vienna’s big art scene all compressed in one package and you have the city’s 7th district with the hotel as its nucleus. You don’t really have to go far to see art, the hotel brings it to you.
I have thoroughly enjoyed your posts on Vienna – and with each post I read, the city is increasingly calling to us to visit. And I absolutely adore the ethos of the Wiesenthals – what a fabulous idea to create a hotel that is an art gallery. We love visiting galleries on any city trip, to stay in one would be delightful. We don’t generally choose hotels for their style, but rather for their function/location – we only really need a bed and a bathroom as we want to be out exploring. But for this we would make an exception. It looks utterly delightful. Thank you for introducing us to a very special place.
Thanks Mitch and Colin for the read or should I say, for virtually cheching in this art hotel I recently discovered 😉 Altstadt Vienna brings in artists from all over the world, either to commission a room, install their works, or simply stay as guests. You coud be sharing a table with someone already famous or a promising newbie. I would have loved to meet the owner too. His daughter personally showed us around its as if, you’ve been shown to his father’s personal living room with all the art collection on full display. Hope you make it to Vienna soon and happy travels 😉