Ämne: Re: Jalouse ..
Date: 23 augusti 2003 14:39
Ma chère
Jalouse yes, it's nice to travel and see new things. But I can tell you that I appreciate at the same time begin what I have at home: the family, a good woman, my newspapers, a decent coffee, the books, the city of Basel, the club ... well, everything so, what should become reality.
It makes much easier to contact in any way from home. Just two and a bit bewildered tourists in a city of millions of natives, which connects. It is then easy to start a conversation and you get very quickly to the personal and family situation. It is almost as it was when we were 20th It is somehow inspired by all the impressions and new situations, that they will "jump over his own shadow" (actually a very nice, way of speaking German!). You see, I'm starting to enjoy even to the German. I can remember the days when I was a schoolboy in England. I think it was 2 or 3 months. I was there I bought my first pipe that had driven me around to tennis courts, simply because I liked the special atmosphere and bought the World Week (a weekly newspaper from Switzerland; A. has now started to read it, as I found out recently). Never in my life I have read with much interest and enjoyment newspaper.
the moment, shortly after 7 clock Saturday morning. I do not think New Yorkers are already on. There, everything is still quiet. The neighbor has no light in the kitchen. And here's where I see the next house over, is not a soul to identify. I have, like every morning, two eggs cooked. About 4 minutes plus / minus 5th Then I spread some butter and then sprinkle salt. It tastes perfectly and is easy to do. And after I brew myself a cup of coffee. B. has this coffee maker from metal, where below and above water, above the filter, hineinschuettet the coffee and then bolted. This is still one of the best systems, unless one gets to own home machine. This is my daily breakfast and there is a good ground in the stomach. So that I can endure to 3 pm, if necessary.
Times Square is really like an electrified place. These neon signs that I have seen nowhere else in such large concentration, make that this scenery all around keeps you moving. And because the road intersection in X, runs at the same time a lot of traffic on the course. Especially at night with the lowest of the vehicles is clear. There is a hotel called the Marriott or similar. Who in the 48th Floor restaurant. I'm hochgeduest with the express elevator and I've looked at just the prospect of Manhattan. But the sun was over. So everything seemed a bit pale and hazy. You should drink up there in clear sunshine a dry martini. But Liftszstem of the building is phenomenal. You can imagine the house as a high cardboard box. In its midst stands a pipe. This carries the lift. But they are like a ring outside the tube, clearly visible, attached. They are like little cheese bells at top speed up shut down and. And when you stand in the elevator, you pass the levels, like the galleries are open to the inside or glazed. Since there were about the 12th A gymnasium. Somewhere a restaurant and so on. And as you drive in a Rocket past it in the air and can see everything. The concept is thought out really well.
Where I live here, is a special district. It seems almost rural, and so is also called East Village. Earlier must have settled here, German and a Dutchman, if you judge the houses. The street is lined with trees. And there are many small shops and Restruarants. Evening, here is a bunch of ants, perhaps even more than on a road here. My hosts go out every evening in the bar There seems to 5p.m. a so-called happy hour. Then the prices are reduced to 50%. The course is sophisticated business policy. Many will get caught up in the morning by 3 But my people go 10 pm and arrive back home until after midnight. Something I can not allow natural. But for me it is not as attractive. The bar is really cool, windy would even say. And the music is loud. It's funny when you know people and can discuss. But one must, of course, scream pretty.
I told you that the Americans have a strange system. One should not drink alcohol, for example, on the road. And we must not smoke in a bar if you want so descendants of European your sins, you have to constantly commute between smoking and drinking. That makes you breathless. Even worse, if you outside on the sidewalk of the restaurant sits at a table. What are you doing now? Smoking or drinking or both, or maybe none? The authorities have decided, in its inscrutable wisdom, that you can drink in such a case, probably (although outside) Do not smoke, but (although not within) may. One can really get in trouble in this land of unlimited possibilities!
The American, whom I had met yesterday with his wife and daughter at the Metropolitan Museum, sounded very patriotic. He had an idea of America as a kind of world doctor, our planet has to cure all diseases and ulcers. To high costs, nota bene. It sounded somehow everything with a charitable tone. It is perhaps just as the earlier Catholic missionary the world have to save the souls of men. The Americans think they really bring us only good. At one point we were very united. In fact namely, that a good state needs a large middle class. If there is only poor and only the wealthy, it is tantamount to a war between the two classes. But the middle class is the basic unit of the bourgeois state. He hit me with a very Swiss idea.
He has also told some of Loyid Frank Wright. Clearly, near his home town (I do not remember where he came from) of this famous house on the waterfall of Wright. He was a bit irritated that I already knew the house. In my years of architecture I of course had seen some pictures of it. And the Metropolitan Museum, there was a room that was set up by Wright. That is why I say that this museum a bit messy for us Europeans is effective: it is next to Rubens' pictures a living space of an almost contemporary architects. There were many furniture and things we would rather put in a Voelkerkundemuseum. There are numerous old armor from the Middle Ages, objects for rituals were in foreign cultures. And besides statues by Rodin. The famous "Burghers of Calais", which are found in the courtyard of the Kunstmuseum Basel were also here with their tragic gesture. Whoever has stolen most of whom :--)? I have no idea how many There are copies of it. Probably quite a few. There were some nice pictures of painters Pisarro. And I've thought of you. There are not many people I know, and know the same painters Pisarro. We are so to speak, his mutual friend. Do you know what to painters Pisarro special? His palette is not aggressive, so mild and a little bit mystical. He works through his paintings as a senior, Mr. abgeklaerter. Who wants to bring the world peace and tranquility. And he was also among the Impressionists. He had in his discreteness a great influence on many of his fellow painters. I think he has moved to Monet impressionism. And that's an art historical fact, may underestimate no man. I have the fuel it a little bit used. And then there were two or three Sisley. They are always beautiful and harmonious. He is very close painters Pisarro. His palette is a bit brighter and more lighthearted. We laughed for a small sculpture by Degas. It represented a woman who washes a foot. Well, somehow it worked, as if she has to scratch the soles of the feet. She is free standing on one leg, has balanced with the other arm. It was a funny pose, but recorded very well. The concave back with the protruding Schulterblaettern, the backbone, which resulted in a slight curve to the bottom, but there signaled a greater curvature to an effort because the character was so accessible by foot to their arm, so that the pelvis protruded right a little, and then the weight distribution masterfully on only one leg, that was all. It looked so easy and a bit funny, but it was brilliant, because the pose was extremely difficult to model. Degas was a master of the ladies' room. You might think it would be a child of the boss of a beauty salon grew up. But we also see that the women of the implementation, not of high social class, are sometimes rather simple and somewhat simple-minded creatures.
As far as my impressions. By the way: I had tried to explain to my companion, the terms Impressionism and Expressionism. Should I tell you, as I have tried it? Well, I can only, as far as I understand it myself. Impressionism is based on a Konyept sensual perception. I recently had an article (NZZ) read about the research physiologically von Helmholtz in Germany and the Wahrnehmungsverstaendnis the Impressionists. Also: Impressionism is sensual, Expressionism is mentally. Or when you stand before the picture: an impressionistic image draws you to himself as a viewer, an expressionistic image jumps at you. As far as my
my impressions.
I am now a shower and then let's go. And you
wish you a great weekend.
with Gs and Ks a la carte
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