Several days ago I wrote about Béla Balász’ thoughts on silent movies and promised to discuss them. That they discovered non-verbal communication (not to be mistaken with sign language) as expressing […]
Looking at Sam Chirnside’s wonderful illustrations reminded me of Kierkegaard’s thoughts about repetition.
William Blake on divinely and poetically inspired friendship.
Weellllll, maybe you know the wise advice from self-management trainers. That it is promising for one’s own successful und fulfilled life to imagine one’s last breathes when staring into Gevatter Tod’s empty orbit who is reaching out his hand to take yours. Is that really some wise advice.
All this buzz about Creationists, Dawkins, Intelligent Design, Darwin – what is it all about?
One could appreciate Derrida and learn from the “Hof-Konzert” that acting morally means to act for the sake of the other. All of this can be discussed, tried out, and experienced in the light of hospitality.
With regard to theistic religions the question is, whether there is an absolute good, almighty, and all-knowing God when there is the evil, physical as well as moral maladies. The intellectual defence of this God in face of physical and moral maladies are the different forms of what is called theodicy. However, in course of time, I got dissatisfied with and dismissive of this approach.
At an early passage of the New Testament it is written, that the Holy Ghost blows wherever he wills. (Believing like a child.) At another, later, that we should not be like blades of grass wobbling in the wind. (Believing like a child?) Thus, there the wind blows in faith and doubt.
I already almost live for six years in Vienna. But one thing never caught my eye and mind: the access to the main entrance of the Austrian Parliament Building doesn’t take place head on. It’s different with the German Reichtstag in Berlin. Suddenly I asked myself whether this architectural detail voices anything about the understanding of democracy in those countries.
In order to put attention on themselves, so as to increase their own popularity, once in a while artists make use of the logic of scandal. And to be specific, by provoking. — However, I found my self being bored to death by this. Why?
Why is black humour funny? I cannot answer this question. Rather I try to describe some of the black humour experience and show ways of its justification.
Recently I introduced the “Fashion Fetish”-Project by SHOWstudio. They announced to accompany the artistic creations with essays by female journalists. So, here we go. The really interesting “Unpicking Fetish – Lips” […]
Today I’m going into logic. I’m going to enter the field of rational choice theory. 😉 The subject is eating and drinking in modern Western society by referring to this […]
When it comes to some creations of modern art some people claim that they or their children could do this as well. Are they overrating themselves or their children? And can you find some criteria, at least one criterion, to distinguish a child’s picture from a modern artist’s painting? A playful and slippery attempt to revolve around these questions and respective answers.
Love makes you great. — Could that be the corny and namby-pamby slogan for the no less shoddily and sentimental short film »Can’t Say Goodbye« by T. Raminson?
After I wrote about Edwards, Vandekeybus and Foucault I was confronted with Foucault’s idea of the world’s plentitude. Namely, I fell prey: This text is supposed to show that […]
Creative demolition of a hyper-controlled conduct of life and risking blush by living one’s live as a work of art. How? A conversation between David Eugene Edwards, Wim Vandekeybus and Michel Foucault.
“Here is the new synthesis; it will be implemented; Digital signals embedded within; Beneath the skin… The flesh of man is chained unto The terrifying legends of the hidden truth; […]
“Let’s talk about music. Music is least connected to reality. … Nevertheless music breaks into the soul by just some wonder. What is it, that starts to vibrate within us?”
links: Jack Pezanosky (4 Jahre), rechts: „Laburnum“ (1954) von Hans Hoffman Wohl jeder Mensch fühlt es: Wir alle sprechen ein und dieselbe Sprache, wenn wir lieben. Dann verstehen wir uns […]