The whole time I was enjoying Doug Dorst’s frame novel S, I did not realise that the subtitle, The Ship of Theseus, was itself a reference to a rather famous philosophical model.
Tuesday 12 May 2015
lifecycle replacement or persistence of memory
catagories: ๐, philosophy, Wikipedia
five-by-five
one ring to bind them: wonderfully geeky and romantic science-fiction inspired jewellery
dollies: beautiful lace patterns created out of newspaper collages
[edit]: audio landscape of revisions, additions to Wikipedia
ampelmรคnnchen: in the run up to EuroVision, Vienna installs same sex couple cross-walk lights
catagories: ๐ถ, ๐ณ️๐, ๐, ๐, Wikipedia
Monday 11 May 2015
der natur auf der spur oder welcome to the monkey-house
Over the weekend, H and I had the chance to take a safari through the storied and thoroughly progressive zoological gardens of Leipzig, about time too as we have been coming to the city regularly for year now.
Founded for the indemnifying of the public in 1878, the menagerie has expanded immensely in the last couple of decades as has the zoo’s mission for conservation and education.
There was also expertly and exotically landscaped lagoons of flamingos, an expansive serengeti, a temple for elephants and many other installations (including ones featuring biomes closer to home) with amenities and little intrusion from those who come to gawk.
The zoo was no amusement park ride, nor side-show attraction but rather a powerful, interactive lesson in diversity and amazing adaptability of life that really confronts one with the vulnerability of our quirkiest, most-specialised cousins.
One of the most popular daily soap operas in Germany profiles resident animals and their caretakers and is broadcast from here every afternoon. The whole day was hardly long enough for a proper visit and hope to come back soon to learn more.
sunday-drive: bel รฉtage oder free-parking
Taking advantage of the fine weather, on my way back to my workweek apartment, I took a slight detour and saw a bit more of Hanau. Taking refuge at the first open and non-challenging parking space, which turned out—happily—very out of the way and had me trudging from one end of the city to the other and back again, I found myself across from the Frankfurter Tor and admired a collection of ancient headstones that were preserved in the front lawn of the municipal justice building.
The original cemetery grounds had been claimed by the Industrial Revolution when the city saw exponential growth but had had a life-span from the early 1600s to 1840, and it was curious that my next destination (I’d done a little research but didn’t exactly have an itinerary) was a modern graveyard built atop an even more ancient site: the foundations of a Roman bath whose schema illustrated how hot-water was harnessed and circulated—a feature of the plumbing of antiquity that the occident took a long time to rediscover. Coming to where the river Kinzig empties into the Main, I toured the grounds of splendid summer residence of the House of Hanau in the district of Kesselstadt.
The corps de logis is done in a Renaissance revival style and overlooks a huge, undulating garden.
Returning to my car afterwards, I realised that I had parked (rather inadvertently) just on the western perimeter of Hanau’s Altstadt—or what remained after the bombing during WWII, and took a look around the Marktplatz as well. Before one of the few restored structures, the “new” Rathaus, is a fine sculpture celebrating two of the city’s native sons, the Brothers Grimm—although a lot of other places claim this famous pair as well. Most of the rest of the city was laid out in a practical manner, utilitarian, with space allocated for housing and building new in the rubble, as opposed to curating what was lost.
I always feel keenly self-conscious when confronted with an urban environment whose past has been levelled and washed away and wonder if the juxtaposition of a few showcases (as opposed to the sentiment of an entirely restored look and feel) is enough to jar the memory and whether history can be encapsulated in any sort of ensemble. I wonder what the Grimms would have made of such enchanted remnants. I am glad that I had the long stroll and gallery of impressions to think on.
catagories: ๐ฉ๐ช, ๐, Hessen, myth and monsters, travel
brototyp, archetype
I spied this corner bakery the other day with the clever yet not immediate (to my mind at least) tag line of “Brotagonist,” meaning like with
a protagonist, bread is the focal-point of this little Brotzeit (afternoon snack) narrative. The anti-hero or underdog in me did not go for the obvious pun, however, and I wondered why a bakery would want to antigonise its customers, perhaps with the villainy of gluten.
catagories: ๐ฉ๐ช, ๐, food and drink, language