Chapter 4: How I stopped being a motherfucker and became the soft funny crippled nipple-licker, I am still today (2) It was Alex and Alex, my two only real friends in those times, that saved me from becoming a kind of psycho-patient for eternity, e.g. from going nuts [more]
Even if Gabriele Tergit hadn’t been a good writer she’d be interesting to read just because of the times and places she found herself in. But she was, so it’s even better. She wrote everything – short prose, long prose, straight journalism, not so straight journalism – as [more]
I’d like to share two reads that give a quite depressing insight on corruption in China. Since Xi Jinping took over, the government has been launching a nationwide campaign against corruption that, on the surface, seems to be effective: Media reported that luxury sales dropped and posh restaurants [more]
Ich weiß nicht, ob das ein neues Phänomen ist, aber in den letzten Jahren sehe ich immer wieder Fälle, in denen sich Menschen aktiv gegen Werbung wehren. Außer dem Klassiker, bei dem die grinsende Fratze auf einem Plakat mit einem Schnurrbart verziert wird, gibt es auch noch kreativere [more]
Die Story mit der höchsten Verbreitungsrate in den Sozialen Netzwerken ist heute wahrscheinlich die Nummer mit den Eiern, die gestern auf das Pflaster vom Roten Platz in Moskau genagelt wurden. Und zwar von dem Mann, dem sie gehören. Um sich einen Nagel durch den eigenen Hodensack zu treiben, [more]
Talent always deserves credit. As I was sitting in the A train a group of young boys entered the compartment. They looked quite sporty plus they were carrying a boom box with them. The moment the doors closed they started their performance. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qpqdpV5edME&w=400 True old skool awesomeness!
There is a new style in architecture: Method Acting. Not only Tour Total is playing Monte Verita, also this stunning building appeared recently in Berlin. It is described on the website this way: “… The individual stories project at various depths and angles from the wall alignment in a [more]
You don’t need to know your meme – your meme is doing just fine without you. Once born, your meme will continue to grow and mate with another meme (or many memes, because love is colder than death in the meme-world). And then your meme might die and [more]
Facing the Japanese Embassy, but standing on the all-embracing, safe side of Tiergarten, there is a new monument. Unofficial, movingly unassuming, and noticed. An insider monument composed by a very young cherry tree, few origami cranes glittering, and a small wooden shield: “Den nie gennannten Kämpfern gegen die [more]
In the wake of Berlin Alexanderplatz (Petit’s introduction notes the possibility of Fassbinder turning 70 in 2013): “freely adapted to our times,” Franco left this year in what would have been Soledad Miranda’s 70th. She died on a Lisbon highway in 1970 at the age of 27. Soledad [more]
The brunches in my apartment have become bigger. We have friends staying at the moment, this seems to make me serve more and eat more. They are getting longer. Starting later. Turning into something that maybe is not a brunch at all anymore. How did we get here? [more]
Jahre bevor das Opernhaus la Fenice niederbrannte, umgeben von den Lagunen Venedigs, stand er, über eine enge Seitentreppe nach oben geschlichen, direkt unter dem Dach des Konzertsaales in einem engen Technikraum, sah durch den Spalt einer geöffnete Türe hinab in das helle Licht der Bühne und hörte [more]
Freedom exists solely in the self-extensions toward non-freedom. The same holds true for critique: it can only operate on affirmative grounds, not from a safe outside or a distance that imagines the schöne Seele of the constituted realities, but in factually being contaminated by the subject of its [more]
Because Jacques Derrida “parallels the critical moment of deconstruction […] with an affirmative” (Christoph Menke), he defines deconstruction as “deconstruction of critical dogmatism” (J.D.). That is, it’s an activity open toward the affirmation of the event or the unforeseeable, the incommensurable, which is why he can say “that [more]
Darf man das? Werke verfremden? Übertragen? Johann Sebastian Bach komponierte 18 Choräle für die Orgel in seinen letzten Lebensjahren. Die schönsten Werke sind das, rein und – wie Beethoven einmal sagte – direkt von Herzen zu Herzen gehend. Wie erklärt es sich, dass es so viele sogenannter Transkriptionen [more]
Last night I dreamed that I was dreaming of you And from a window across the lawn I watched you undress Wearing your sunset of purple tightly woven around your hair That rose in strangled ebony curls Moving in a yellow bedroom light The air is wet with sound The [more]
Do you want an on-stage cushion seat? It’s thoroughly comfortable. It has a backrest. And they’re our most popular seats for the shows that have them. A non-toxic, washable paint will be used during this performance and may splatter on audience seated on stage. Please note, the Brooklyn [more]
Kommt der Jude heim und wird von seiner Frau gefragt, welchen Namen er von der Polizeibehörde bekommen hätte. Er: “Schweißloch”. Sie empört sich: “Was? Wofür haben wir so viel Geld ausgegeben?” Er: “Was meinst du, wieviel Überredungskunst mich das W gekostet hat?” In 1787 in Austria, in 1808 under [more]
Like me, Tour Total was not training today. We have not been training for the Method Acting festival on Christmas Eve. Tour Total has not been dancing naked in the sun. Today Tour Total rested in the grey bed of the sky.
In 1958, Pauli fell ill with pancreatic cancer. When his last assistant, Charles Enz, visited him at the Rotkreuz hospital in Zurich, Pauli asked him: “Did you see the room number?” It was number 137. Wolfgang Pauli and Carl Jung were obsessed with the power of the number [more]
Number 3 determined Nikola Tesla’s Life. Tesla washed his hands 3 times, Walked around the block 3 times before entering a building, took 18 napkins when he dining in a restaurant, dining alone. (18, because numbers that were divisible by 3, were his favourites.) Impoverished and alone, the [more]
Shouts going out to Mäx and Christoph! Here is my first pick: Arnold Schoenberg had (like me) triskaidekaphobia––the fear of number 13. I always had it. Schoenberg’s triskaidekaphobia might origin in the thirteenth song of the cycle Das Buch der Hängenden Gärten, from 1908. Moses und [more]
3 sessions, each longer than 1 hour, to get my painting. Glad I hadn’t been naked. And here it is: Cool, isn’t it! Very! Thx Christoph! (He’s famous says Rälph, famous painter from NY, Abstract City and shit, says Rälph, lots of awards says Rälph. And Rälph must [more]
As one of the oldest techniques in human culture, textiles store knowledge and labour and communicate via form. The woven structures are based on a system of intersecting threads leading via seriality and repetition to complexity and beauty. While textiles have been used extensively by artists as material, [more]
– Non, non, mais… Mais c’est que sinon il n’y aurait pas d’objet. […] Enfin, s’il y avait juste… c’est magnifique, l’idée des sensations éparses. On a des touchers, on a des olfactions, on a des ouïes, des auditions, on a des visions, parfait. Je dois en oublier… [more]
In 1971, Edwin Lipburger built a spherical house on a meadow. The meadow was in Katzelsdorf, Wiener Neustadt in Lower Austria close to highway 4091. No planning permission existed, Mr.Lipburger defended himself that his “merely transient stabilized ball” would be a “positive constantly curved, two-dimensional space–––and therefore [more]
It feels that even if the city is full of people there is this strange feeling of loneliness that shows itself in very subtle expressions. Or its it just me who feels this way? Uncertain as always.
Für die Konservierung von visuellen Erinnerungen gibt es Fotos, für die Konservierung von olfaktorischen Erinnerungen gibt es – bald vielleicht auch eine Lösung. Riechen ist ja eine viel stärkere Stimulanz als Sehen. Bilder wecken Erinnerungen an etwas, Gerüche erwecken Erinnerungen zum Leben. Leider sind Gerüche flüchtig, das liegt [more]
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Hi guys! 60pages was fun and I learnt a lot. I saw a lot. I wrote a lot. Please keep reading 60pages, it is just fantastic! Very soon I will launch my own blog “Europetrash.com”. You’ll see…I hope you join me, follow me, read me… all that. I [more]
Here, for no particular reason, is a complete list of Captain Haddock’s curses and insults: Aardvark! Abecedarians! Addle-pated lumps of anthracite! (old) Alcoholic! Anachronisms! Anacoluthons! Antediluvian bulldozer! Anthracite! Anthropithecus! Anthropophagus! Arabian Nightmare! Artichokes! Autocrats! Aztecs! Baboons! Baby-snatchers! Bagpipers! Bald-headed budgerigar! Bandits! Bashi-bazouks! Bath-tub Admiral! Beast! Belemnite! Big-head! Billions of blue [more]
During the 1900 craze for glorious monuments of heroic history, Tiergarten becomes the main location for an abundance of dignified and pompous works. Among them there is the 1903 monument for Richard Wagner, a sculpture by Gustav Eberlein, one of the sculptors who worked on the golden Victory [more]
I’ve got that pre-solo trip nervousness, that top-of-the-waterslide gulp. The very notion of a writing residency – self-imposed exile for a month, away from my adopted city, back to my passport country – suddenly seems preposterous, like taking a naked walk at midnight around the neighborhood. What’s the [more]
Gardening I have a small south facing basement yard which provides some protection from the increasingly common violent winter storms sweeping in off the North Sea and tearing at my house. While replacing 70’s rose coloured cement paving with timeworn granite setts (Scots word for cobblestones) salvaged from [more]