[66] documenta fifteen

that’s gonna be a tough one. it sounds simple though: “write down your opinion about documenta fifteen”. some time has passed since my return, still i don’t even know where to start. ok, chronology first: 10 years ago i attended dOCUMENTA (13) which was just awesome. it was my first time and, as a result, i had high hopes and expectations for documenta 14 (2017). i eventually skipped the trip, reasons can be read here. it feels like documenta fifteen needs to be seen as something between these two experiences as kind of two opposite poles.

  1. art as moralist’s gamepad (the bad part / d14 reminiscence)

to be very clear right off the bat: i neither support any form of oppression of minorities nor unjustified (self-)victimisation / martrydom – and i absolutely don’t want to be confronted with any form of politics in any art context. or religion or whatever non-art. i’ll get back to this later on. in my ideal world, all minorities are left alone and leave others alone. these days, living in germany feels much like being constantly pushed along an infinite victim’s-pride-parade. of course there are real victims, undoubtedly so – and they have all my support and compassion. but it’s not always as obvious as in terms of ukrainian refugees and frankly, i am too tired to invest any more of my precious free time analyzing all cases and determining authentic victim-substance. they’re just too many. i never fell for public hyperventilation and hysteria and i never will. 41 year old me proudly slaps 16 year old me on the back for writing “don’t believe the hype” in large letters on his bedroom wall back in the day. most sermons and laments make me yawn instantly and automatically. imho, germany went from being the country of poets and thinkers straight to the country of whingers and complainers and i am still trying my best to not become one of them and generally avoid all this – to find refuges, art being one of the most important.

art should always and unconditionally (be allowed to) exist for its own sake, freed from the ballast of non-artistic theory like politics, religion, economy and stuff like that (those have other stages). with the words of my cherished jonathan meese: “art is the absense of ideology”. from this point of view, documenta fifteen was a serious fail. since ruangrupa are from indonesia, they spare the western visitor well-known western oppressed minorities, miseries and injustices – but then provide a large collection of new and yet unknown oppressed minorities, miseries and injustices instead. i found myself being part of another parade soon, left it with the same automatic yawning and focussed on the real art – which, to anticipate reconciliation, was to be found as well.

  1. art-art (the good part / d13 reminiscence)

most of the art exhibited at dOCUMENTA (13) wasn’t my cup of tea as well. that wasn’t due to hypocritical sermons and wagging fingers, but simply due to my pretty specific taste. the art that appealed to me was small in percentage, yet enormous in quantity due to the sheer gigantic scale of the whole thing. and that was pretty much the same with documenta fifteen. it just needed me to stop thinking about WHY most art wasn’t interesting to me. simply let the precious art-art do what it does best: disconnect oneself from ratio for a while. and forget about all the rest.

  1. some more (from the positive side, mostly)

the concept of expanding the exhibition to 32 locations (some of which have never served an artistic purpose) is just awesome and generates memorable contrasts like: tribal african puppets and masks in an abandoned production hall, a collection of cyborg skeletons in an emptied church and a pavillon made of bundles of clothes at karlsaue. such strong and powerful imagery left a solid impression. and oh do i love the fake fried chicken advertisement signs.

the documenta concept offers incredible potential, which in the case of documenta fifteen still left a lot of unused space – in contrast to dOCUMENTA (13). a priori: the extensive absence of media art. i appreciated ruangrupa’s decision, not to invite big names from the artsphere, so there was no personality cult. it was in fact very easy to get in touch with one of the artists (by simply posting a tagged shot on instagram). and finally, unlike the d13, there weren’t many visitors at most locations – which was, to be honest, a true blessing.

  1. conclusion

at the end of the day, documenta fifteen left this feeling of smooth groundedness. it really disconnected ratio for a sweet while. that’s why i came for, that’s what i got and that’s what counts. definitely worth a trip and again high hopes and expectations for documenta 16 (2027).

[66] documenta fifteen

[65] play as gryphon

when the covid-19 pandemic became serious, i got one of those re-issued sega genesis consoles with pre-installed games for the kids. sóley (9 yo) immediately fell in love with the golden axe series while sonic the hedgehog still to this day suffers from all kids’ wide indifference, which is much of a surprise for me. anyway… the eyes of children, sparkling in excitement, are able to do a lot: they make you (as a parent) feel good and confirmed about your life choices and they occassionally even (re-)light a fire in yourself as well.

in the following i…

  1. almost spend 20 bucks for an original genesis cartridge of one of the golden axe games from a flea market, just in time stopped by sóley herself asking “why would we do that? we already have the game!”. indeed, old fashioned collecting frenzy isn’t always worth giving in to.
  2. in fact played the real part 3 of the series for the fricken first time ever!! some basic knowledge for those not too familiar with the game: golden axe III is not the original part 3 of the series – but part 4. the third release – “the revenge of death adder” – remained an arcade exclusive (for whatever reason) and as such never was brought to the genesis or any other console, which is a great shame since it’s commonly considered the pinnacle of the series. and yeah, it put my multiple decade love/hate relationship with the m.a.m.e. to another high. a real high.
  3. did a quick check on the emulator / mod / rom-hack business and as a surprising and heart warming result, sóley just played golden axe III as a gryphon.

some more basic knowledge: after the release of golden axe III, the series quickly went south to become total dog shit. all the spin-off contributions to the series are useless crap in my humble opinion but since the movement is still alive (very alive as it turned out), the demand is still high and there are still new games released for the genesis… well, hope dies last, right?

closing note:
if you think games like golden axe are nothing for elementary school children, please get back to your shopping channel and potato chips. your opinion couldn’t be more irrelevant.
[65] play as gryphon

[064] inspiration wall removed

today i removed what i call “inspiration wall” from the walls and ceiling of my home office – a pretty collection of memorabilia across the board when it comes to topics, eras, persons, categories. each and every item has its very own meaning and value to me and wont ever be thrown away. it was time though… i need to look at a blank space in front of me. at least for a while.

what i boxed up:

  • small piece of the packaging of my fm3 buddha machine, showing a lotus flower
  • plot sketches for short stories (sceletons as i please to call them)
  • illustration of bhāvacakra (buddhist wheel of life)
  • small piece of the packaging of icelandic omnom chocolate “lakkrís & sea salt”, showing an octopus
  • banknote, 2 ukrainian hryvnia
  • handdrawn spintires “flood” map
  • postcard, showing maldoror chant premier (favourite absinthe from outside of val de travers)
  • newspaper cutting, showing a musique concrète joke (which sóley doesn’t like)
  • a ton of early drawings, paintings, collages and stuff by my kids
  • postcard, showing “ravine” by vincent van gogh
  • newspaper cutting, showing michel houellebecq
  • stickers of tresor berlin
  • newspaper cutting, showing christoph schlingensief
  • piece of paper, saying “artikulation” and “györgy ligeti” (written by my music teacher 20 years ago)
  • crumbled sheet with hieroglyphs
  • piece of stencil art, showing franz kafka (done by me)
  • cd cover from “expo 2000” by kraftwerk
  • large piece of buddhist prayer flag
  • handwritten “sazerac” recipe (favourite cocktail)
  • cd cover from “harnessed the storm” by drexciya (first ever cd i bought via amazon)
  • cd cover snippet from “greenwar” by winterkälte
  • some silkscreen prints by an artist from berlin (forgot the name)
  • newspaper cutting, showing jonathan meese posing in his atelier
  • postcard, showing “lonesome farm near dalvík on eyjafjördur” (from a postcard calendar)
  • postcard, showing “sólfar” (probably from the same postcard calendar)
  • postcards showing streetart, clown faces and dirty toilets
  • newspaper cutting, showing klaus kinski
  • photos of kids
  • piece of the packaging of “lucha libre” masks for finger fighting
  • photos of me with kids
  • poster cutting, showing “akira”
  • cardboard silhouettes of arno schmidt, max frisch, le corbusier
  • a variety of postcards, sent to me by nice people
  • copy of encyclopedia entry about greenland shark
  • newspaper cutting, showing a geisha saying “i believe” (with japanese characters)
  • cd cover of “gagaku – ancient japanese court music”
  • list of interesting (imho) japanese film titles and/or film makers (“symbol” topping the list)
  • postcard, showing absinthe sipping cat
  • illustration of seljavallalaug (icelandic geothermal pool)
  • postcard, showing “maitraya buddha”
  • origami bird
  • piece of paper, saying “nothing is permanent” (written by sóley)
  • postcard, showing william s. burroughs
  • newspaper cutting, showing paro taktsang (bhutan)
  • autograph by matt kenseth
  • piece of the cover of a book about theater of the absurd, showing an actor covering his face
  • printed list, jodorowsky’s 88 commandments
  • “kissing card” with my wife’s name on it, from the night we met (where it all started)
  • newspaper cuttings, showing different scenes from “metropolis” by fritz lang
  • a variety of tickets of trains, planes, boats, busses, exhibitions, museums, race tracks and tourist attractions
  • newspaper cutting, showing barbican estate
  • information card about magic mushrooms
  • flyer of gregor schneider exhibition
  • illustration of the absinthe route
  • driver information card about rusty wallace
  • tons of ZKM stuff (tickets, flyers, stickers)
  • floor plan of villa savoye (remainder of early experiments with picture-to-sound-software)
  • … some more fancy stuff

i won’t share a picture of the items but one of the blank wall (in promising dimmed artificial light), the way to go, so to speak:

[064] inspiration wall removed

[063] turds of former fun still fun

with trends it’s always the same thing: at first there are the pioneer days, when there is a movement, the specific trend gains shape and form and transmits its attraction to the chosen few. after that, in case it shows potential, it gets sucked in, crushed, digested and shit out by the so called mainstream. when it reaches the climax of popularity, the pioneers already moved on, setting foot on new terrain somewhere else. every now and then, one such pioneer turns around again, maybe for nostalgic reasons, to have a look at this remainders of one of these turds.

in my case, there is plenty of turds, plenty of phenomena that are left by the pioneers as well as the mainstream, lay abandoned but still are breathing. forgotten by most but (therefore) regained their attraction. some examples are vaporwave, second life, bookcrossing, rfactor mods… and geocaching.

following my still persisting nostalgic mood i installed the geocaching app this morning, scanned my surroundings, took my youngest and went for treasure hunting. those who both missed the pioneer days and the pop period don’t know the turdness of the trend. and they enjoy it in a pure, honest and addicting way. there’s much to show our kids… with all the other things mentioned above, i’ll wait though.

[063] turds of former fun still fun

[062] greenish nostalgia

being almost 40 years old, it sometimes takes a lot of effort to stay in the here and now. since not much is going on really, i find myself pulled away so easily and thrown back into times, when more happened – in fact more that i was able to handle or to go through / experience to a sufficient extend. so i kept tons of stuff for a sacred “later” moment when there’d be time. like now. that all has nothing to do with the pandemic by the way. in my humble case, it’s ongoing business for years now (i mean, i’m dedicating an entire tag to this here)

not everything lies buried in the past and makes you sort of a grim reaper when getting back to it. some things are still pretty alive… or alive again… simply gotten out of sight for whatever reasons. one such thing that quite recently popped up again is tom green, being very active on youtube. i actually “found” him setting up his home studio for another video podcast project called “webovision” – which is a very cool thing to follow (yeah, yeah, once a fan, always a fan)!

podcasts are a thing that definitely made it through the years. in fact, it’s more popular (with me) than ever. after a decade of mostly music related and non-video ones, i seem to have reached next level, now listening to / watching (more or less frequently) ear biscuits (rhett&link), hotboxin’ (mike tyson), monday morning (bill burr) and… of course… the joe rogan experience (joe rogan). until tom green is fully ready for his one, i find it oh so f*cking satisfying and deeply enjoyable to watch things like what he describes as a day in the life of webovision.

while writing this blog post, i stumbled upon an episode of the joe rogan experience featuring, yes, tom green. that’s what i call a REVIVAL:

[062] greenish nostalgia

[061] kenseth’s return

the news is a little outdated already, in fact i am a couple of weeks late here, but boy oh boy, that lightning stroke: matt kenseth made his return to the cup series as a replacement driver for kyle larson at CGR for the remainder of the 2020 season. that! is!! awesome!!!

i never really mentioned matt’s farewell from the series at the end of the 2018 season here. i didn’t even watch most of his races in the #6 car. the man still is such a hero to me, i couldn’t stand seeing him in a car that just wasn’t capable of winning.

with his return my interest, my excitement and all enthusiasm immediately skyrocketed back up to 100, just like all fell to almost zero in late 2018. it’s a funny thing to look at myself from back then. i was like “i don’t think i’ll ever be interested in the sport again. good times, over now!”. well, no. hehe… fourth wave?

right now, i definitely think NASCAR got me back. i am seriously looking forward to feeling a ton of excitement as long as matt is behind his wheel. and even after that, let’s see who’s gonna replace him as my favourite driver. the most promising candidate for now certainly is william byron. let’s wait how things will turn out… but for now:

GO #42!!

[061] kenseth’s return

[060] covidwave ghosts

in midst of my late night enjoyment of what i wanna call #covidwave = this distinct early 2020 mixture of doomjazz, dark ambient / drone and vaporwave, i just read this: not only released the nine inch nails with “ghosts v” and “ghosts vi” two successors to their awesome 2008 instrumental improv album “ghosts i-iv”, they’re giving it away for free.

the series’ title itself couldn’t fit these days any better…

 

[060] covidwave ghosts

[059] this one melody

if there is this one melody, this melody deeply and inseparably attached to and connected with the very core of your soul, this melody your mother maybe played on her electric piano when she was pregnant with you, this melody you still catch yourself humming every now and then… if there is this one melody, i warmly recommend taking the following steps:

  1. choose your favourite hour (mine: 2 am)
  2. get your favourite drink (mine: absinthe)
  3. download your favourite free audio workstation (mine: lmms)
  4. download the midi of this one melody (mine: “kometenmelodie 2” by kraftwerk)
  5. download your favourite soundfont (mine: roland sc-88)
  6. import the midi
  7. assign the soundfont
  8. select your favourite patches to start with
  9. take another sip of your favourite drink
  10. hit “play”
  11. repeat steps 8ff until you
  12. find yourself launched into the innermost spheres of your( )self

rest in peace, florian schneider

[059] this one melody

[058] the running thing

i don’t know how many times i started, quit, restarted and requit my running. back in school, which is more than 20 years ago now, i quickly understood, that running was something nature built me for: an easy way to get in shape, feel healthy and achieve good results with a relatively low effort. what i’ve always been struggling with though is continuity: good results didn’t matter anymore when i found myself installed at my job. the older i got, the less important physical shape became. when i started to feel too uncomfortable in terms of physique i changed eating habits – or whatever habits. only when that didn’t help anymore, yeah, i restarted running. as soon as i felt good again and was able to run for 2+ hours through beloved kraichgau hills without notable bodily effects, i requit. and so on and so forth.

it’s today when i restarted my running again. so, why do i write about it now? well, it’s different from before. i need to stay on board when i don’t wanna suffer from what the effects of constant high blood pressure might be. simple as that. also new: for the first time ever i own runners that deserve this description.

let’s see where things will lead me to. aside from all the new development, something will never change: as long as i live, i will never join a running community or take part in a marathon or whatever. over the years running perfectly served another essential purpose: it works as a refuge from (over)civilisation.

[058] the running thing

[057] the 13.874th day

“… because memory is what we are”

the idea of the “polaroid” called literary snaphot is ages old. these things though have the highest value for myself in times like these, that’s why i decided to get back to this again a little more.

today i slept pretty much all day. there is a lot falling off of me right now. in the afternoon it started raining, i opened all windows and layed myself on a sleeping-roll in midst of the draft. since i felt the all natural background noise needed little synthetic enhancement i tuned in “24/7 Dark Ambient Music Livestream for Studying Lovecraftian Tomes“. when the rain stopped i opened my eyes again and searched the wallpapers for discolorations of black smoke as a result of the detoxication process of my soul.

prepared myself some non-hipster dinner (fried slices of maultaschen with homemade lecsó sauce) and started processing my watchlist. first stop:

i loved both, but… neither will i study lovecraftian tomes nor listen to nick cave’s music now. it’s just that these things make this moment last and memorable. alongside this small note.

p.s. i could have added a shot of the outside weather quite easily, but you don’t add pictures when the text was first – the text, that represents the inside weather.

[057] the 13.874th day