Day 7: Kassel
Weather: Cool to pleasant, intermittent rain, heavy in the late afternoon,
clear in evening (though still no sign of stars and THB has only seen moon once
on the trip so far)
Quote of the Day: Conceptual art: work such that no one
knows what is going on
Department of Health: THB has indicated willingness to
participate in a 6 month VR study (that is virtual reality for you technophobes…wait,
that includes THB!) that somehow combines cardio (you wear VR equipment while
riding an elliptical) and improvements in some health indicators (THB isn’t
sure what the measures are…that’s more like your faithful blogger). One of the
tour members (CF) has a small start-up based in Austin and also a house in the
Oakland Hills, and has promised to come help THB get going in person. It’s a
brave new world out there…who knew you could combine chasing art and becoming a
VC (that’s not the same thing as VR) victim at the same time?
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There must be a baby staying in the hotel, we don't see any children the first few days |
In case you
missed it, the name of the hotel in Kassel is Schlosshotel. THB and DB sleep in! THB visits the Fitness
Center, it’s very small and at least two of the three machines are working
because someone is on the exerbike and one of our tour is on the elliptical.
THB bypasses the indoor pool/sauna and slides out to the lawn for an impromptu
7 minute workout. Quite pleasant, temp might be around 65 with no wind and a
soft lawn instead of a yoga mat.
Breakfast
is the usual buffet and an egg making station. The tables are so jammed in and
the eating area so congested that it is not easy to get to the buffet after THB
sits down (how’s that for diet control!). Doesn’t keep your faithful blogger
from having cereal with yogurt and apple, parts of two rolls (with Nutella), a
small sausage and a small piece of bacon, two cappuccinos, and some bubbly water
(it isn’t easy to tell that “original” means with gas).
Everyone
is on the bus ready to go at 9:30…OOOPS! SO NOT TRUE! We have one couple (do
you remember our couple from Italy?) that is always late: to the bus and
getting to and keeping up with the pre-arranged tours. THB is back to taking pictures of the clock
on the bus…maybe THB needs to assign nicknames: how about The Mortician and the
Red-head? {They seemed to have got the message: they’re the first two
on the bus for the evening outing…or really hungy…or confused as to what time we’re leaving
since it changed to earlier and then back to the original time}
Our
first stop is to see the Obelisk installation near a tram station in the middle
of a downtown plaza, Konigsplatz. Hey, no problem, the bus gets us to within a
few hundred meters. Just one problem: it’s raining! One fascinating aspect:
circling the plaza is a water feature…there must be one or two days a year when
that’s appropriate (Kassel is known for having horrible weather and doesn’t
disappoint today).
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Dieter addressing the group and explaining the contemporary and older mix of work |
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Meanwhile, THB is looking at the photos on the wall next to Dieter's focus |
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The modern work Dieter is discussing |
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And the old work |
Back
on the bus for a short ride to the Neue Galerie which normally has Old Masters:
for D14 they have emptied the Galerie to hold a large range of work on nationhood
and belonging, dispersal and loss (pretty much sums up the overarching theme of
D14!). The first hour is led by curator Dieter Roelstrate, and he’s fabulous:
sardonic, informative, generous, and, since he’s about 6’5”, he can project
well to our entire group.
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Dieter from Belgium |
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Cecelia approved the inclusion of two replicas; the originals cost too much to ship |
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THB thinks maybe the one on the right is the replica |
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Maybe the one on the right? |
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Books cataloged as stolen from Jews |
One large room is given over to art dealing with the
Gurlitt estate where German authorities found 1500 objects which had been
looted by the Germans before and during WWII and kept by the senior Gurlitt
(the son had the collection when the authorities found it). Dieter handles the
presentation with finesse and talks about his own situation in curating the
exhibition as a non-German asking Germans to help display representations that
most would just wish disappear…when will this WWII guilt thing end.
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Early in Richter's career he did this portrait of the founder of Documenta, Arnold Bode (Bode did not like the portrait) |
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Work by Bode (maybe Richter didn't like Bode's work either) |
After
that, our group splits in two and members of the chorus take over. Our group is
led by a young woman from NY who is now living in Norway (and thus seems to
have lost her NY accent, to be replaced by something mid-Atlantic) while
working on an advanced degree. She is soft spoken and very well informed.
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Rothstein's portraits of her parents |
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Head of fasting Buddha from 2nd or 3rd century |
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A giant portrait |
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There's a huge number of these banners, THB is not sure of the significance |
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Performance art: there are wandering "sales" people hawking soap |
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Uklanski did a multi-piece part on Joseph Beuys, contending he was an active Nazi |
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#23 on bottom row |
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Beuys told a story of being saved by Lapplanders who rolled him up in a carpet...true? |
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A multi-media work by Ashley Hans Scheirl: Golden Balls (#1 piece is an oil painting) |
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#2: Videos |
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A video that matches the painting |
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High up on wall to left of painting: Golden Balls |
By
the end of the hour we’re the only two in our original group of 9 that is still
with her. She then asks for tips on Munster, she’s going for a day later this
month. After we’re done explaining what to see, she realizes a day isn’t going
to be enough time.
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Brats we're quite good...THB loads his with mustard, of course |
Meet
up with SC and decide to eat at the booths just outside the Galerie. Awesome,
dude! Brats all around, a token salad, a few bottles of water, and a bottle of
limo (limonetta), $27. Just like Rio, one booth took the money (and handled
drinks) and the other dished brats (those young college age grillers looked
very unreliable to THB...that is, just like THB did at a similar age when
working fast food concessions as a summer job). We’re dining al fresco: tucked
as close as possible to the center of large umbrellas as the rain is pummeling
down.
From
there we visit three D14 museums: Palais Bellevue (excellent), Torwache (small)
and Landesmuseum (THB walks up and down the 4 flights of stairs, DB and SC are
getting museum-ed out by then).
Selection from the Bellevue:
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Below are THB's photos of a video of a woman being chased by a tank, run in an endless loop |
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Everyday items turned into weapons |
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Dan Peterman had ingots in at least 4 places in D14 |
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The first one we see inside the Palais Bellevue |
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Greeks and Syrians playing side-by-side |
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Refugees sleeping near the Parthenon in Greece |
Between museums:
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Applying posters in an under-the-road walkway |
Torwache (covered in burlap bags)
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Covered in burlap |
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Similar wrapping of building across the street |
Landesmuseum:
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These photographs of people wearing masks are haunting |
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A video of a guy standing on a team handball court talking about the arena being the equivalent of a Mayan ruin in less than 50 years |
We
decide to walk/tram/walk back to the museum. SC is the first to peel off for
the #1, THB and DB walk another 30 minutes or so in light drizzle and then
concede and get on the tram. THB and DB make it back to the hotel a bit over an
hour after leaving the museums and reward themselves with a scoop each of Movenpick
chocolate ice cream with a few sprinkles on top, $5 total.
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Another Asher caravan sighting |
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Tram ticket worth $3.20 |
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The number 1 line is straight!! |
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Torrential downpour in late afternoon |
Time
enough to rest up, do a bit of blogging, and watch a torrential downpour from our
room, and hop back on the bus to go downtown for a visit to the real starting
point for D14: entering an abandoned subway/train station reached by walking
into and through a shipping container.
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A figure on a pole outside the old train station |
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Another caravan |
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The entrance to the installation down inside the train station |
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Another spooky video: the students rise up to shell their teacher with their books |
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Shot from video questioning the "right" to perform art on the street |
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Unattributed pile of Peterman ingots |
Extremely well done, with a powerful
video, a yurt/tent with some scruffy types bedding down for the night (well,
they do have a computer and TV), another interesting video (a guy trying to put
on an outdoor exhibit and being hassled for not having the “proper” credentials)
and exit out the end of the station to walk back up a steep slope to the bus.
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Interesting art inside VOIT |
Dinner
is at VOIT and we get the best meal of the trip since Breda in Amsterdam (so
the best meal of the tour). THB sits between CF (my new medical consultant) and
his son and girlfriend (easily the two youngest on the tour) who work for CF
and live in Austin as well. The meal is long, pretty, flavorful and simply
presented. THB has a sip of the white dry Riesling (very nice) and part of a
local brewski (all included in the tour cost).
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unique gazpacho |
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steak tartare |
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scallops for non-meat eaters |
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salmon served cool, equivalent of very lightly poached |
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intermezzo |
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Veal for meat eaters, very tender and flavorful |
Tonight
we’re not in bed until 10:30, making it a late night.
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