Okay, Mister White, I am still not done, okay, bitch??!! Waiting, okay? Patience, okay? Tolerance, okay???!! I mean, deadlines are there to kill creative processes, correct? So let my creative process come calmly to a satisfying end, okay!?? Not too much pressure?? Done deal??!!! The third and last [more]
Aesthetical problems bodybuilding solved long ago. By command: Never sacrifice form for weight!
Too far away for my liking, too much of the time. The ease to tell all or nothing to. Open ears and open arms. A smile that enforces one to mirror it.
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Going to North Korea for holidays has become fairly popular in China these days. I guess for many Chinese, it’s a bit like visiting a cousin in prison who you were really close with but at one point winded up on the wrong path in life: You kinda [more]
“Why,” Ludwig Wittgenstein asks, “should the language-game rest on some kind of knowledge?” We must obviously distinguish between knowledge (the established systems of knowledge) and the language-game. The language-game sustains all knowledge without being knowledge itself. Language-game is Wittgenstein’s term for this purely functional plane that marks the [more]
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Today, I was under the strong impression that LA is run by “Ladies who Lunch” (A term from the old american society world, describing rich, fashionable woman that lunch, because they have too much time and money, if that’s possible) The tables in Hollywood are filled with them. Around [more]
Dominique’s story about the FBI analyzing customer data collected by grocery stores in San Francisco in order to find traces of Iranian secret agents leads me to the question what a used Gin and Tonic cup on the tower of Lichtenberg could tell? 47 Monkeys, the Tower, a hole, [more]
–––––– Die Frage nach einer „immateriellen Materialität“ könnte ein eigenartiger Schlüssel sein, um einen Zugang zur überbordenden zeitgenössischen Kunstproduktion zu finden. Jean-François Lyotards (1924 – 1998) Ästhetik vor 40 Jahren, seine Ästhetik der Immaterialität, mag überholt sein, steht aber noch im Raum für ein damals sensationell neues, menschliches Selbst- [more]
It was an autumn day today. Warm like spring. A perfect day for bananafish and for Lou Reed’s “Perfect Day”. (31 characters remaining) I bought Super Tattoos on my way home. Bubble gum and a tattoo in one for only CHF 0.20. (52 characters remaining) It’s a blue [more]
Sex during the 17th century belongs to the exquisite intricate geometry of the natural. There is a laxness in the codes dealing with the illicit. Directness. One lives in the embrace of the tree leaf. Rows of plants pruned into walls of verdure are there to frame dense [more]
Today’s finds: Kentridge, Duchamp, Rorschach, Rilke Der Panther Im Jardin des Plantes, Paris Sein Blick ist vom Vorübergehn der Stäbe so müd geworden, dass er nichts mehr hält. Ihm ist, als ob es tausend Stäbe gäbe und hinter tausend Stäben keine Welt. Der weiche Gang geschmeidig starker Schritte, [more]
Today, our crash course on Method Acting was both a lesson and an exercise. We met at the Rosenthaler Platz where a lecturer in German literature from the Humboldt-University gave us some background to the famous novel Berlin Alexanderplatz, by Alfred Döblin. Of course, the Alexanderplatz gave the [more]
Terry Richardson says: Friends don’t let friends twerk.
This season, the black story line on Boardwalk Empire, does something so extraordinary I didn’t think it was possible–certainly not on television, or in film: it presents an entirely authentic nineteen-twenties Negro world, part Harlem Renaissance perversity, and part Macbeth, all without sacrificing style. In Peter Biskind’s recent [more]
Everyone is saying Homeland isn’t as good since the first series. MoL thought the second series better because when US TV tries to picture Arab life it goes woozy. Everyone says the first two episodes of series three have been dull with no Brody. Is this a man [more]
five teen years ago surfing the internet was one of my passions. with a few clicks around the world – exploring content – navigating through (weird) stuff – gathering data – learn how to code HTML – and almost every time i did find something interesting and worth [more]
When you part from each other what stays? You meet somebody for lunch, coffee, G&T (everybody on 60pages seems so obsessed with, here, here, here, here, here, here, and here, and here, and here, here in a way, here, here, and here, and here). What stays? A feeling? [more]
Not much today expect the pleasant memories of the beach occurring while being bound to the computer screen. A room is a room is a room is a room. A beach is a beach is a beach is a beach.
This is what happened 2013: I had arranged a few days back with a writer whose name you might or might not know to meet at Mogg & Melzer on Auguststraße around four. He wanted to go and see the game of Alba Berlin later, I wanted to [more]
Manche Leute glauben, es werde deshalb so viel mehr getrunken in der Kunstwelt als in anderen Welten, weil man den ganzen Kunstquatsch nüchtern gar nicht ertragen kann. Nun sind aber auch andere Welten nur alkoholisiert auszuhalten, da muss man sich nur mal bei Medizinern oder Journalisten umschauen. Dass [more]
In times when people discuss the meaning and the qualities of gin and tonic on 60pages, and when Europe is outraged about the US surveillance on phone and internet communications (at least they are in France, since yesterday), my post is about some kind of combination of both [more]
Susan Stenger: Irish American composer and voice artist. In an empty row on a crowded plane. Late boarders take the remaining seats: mother, father, screaming child. Hard luck. But then the mother pulls out a tablet and gives it to the little girl. Touchscreen silence. “Amazing…” whispers Stenger. [more]
Theodor W. Adorno thinks the social mediacy of art as an interruption of its solipsistic self-deceit, which consists in its existing entirely for itself. Society transcends the immanentism of the work, prevents it. Immanentism would here be synonymous with autonomy, society one name of the heteronomous that has [more]
“If you want to do things by yourself, why get married?” –Nancy Featherstone In response to my post about the partner look in East Germany, astute 60 Pages reader Jane Fränzel, a globetrotting Mandarin whiz and a blur on the dance floor, pointed me to an intriguing Guardian [more]
Emma Bovary is but one example in modern literature, in which the narcissism of the protagonist exemplifies itself in her phantasies drawn from books, all of which copy a tragic paradigm of love, a passionate moaning and deliquescence: “… she rejected as useless all that did not contribute [more]
Chapter 2: Me, the continuation of my Mom (part two) So here I was, late-born son of aging, forlorn refugee parents, who were actually very sweet and lovely, but much too old-fashioned and conservative. They had become wealthy among the very people who had murdered their people, and [more]
