Don’t eat bread, I say.
Don’t you know some kind of mantra? she replies.
“This” so says her tattoo on her leg.
This what? I ask.
This body, this moment, this... she says.
Do you also want a Kaffee crema?
No, I want it black.
It’s black!
Confused look in the eyes.
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| Bakery German |
Andy Warhol knew. So he took advertisement and made it into art.
In Japanese tradition, the artist Akane Kimbara tells me, they believe there is a God in everything. She herself talks to everything, also inanimate objects like chairs and pillows and asks them how they’re doing. Even the Japanese advertisement on her internet does this: a water drop is immediately turned into a character.
It’s a summery evening and I’m sitting on a bench in the park by myself drinking a beer. A woman of my age passes by, also with a bottle of beer. We look at each other and wink.
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| Bench talk |
I’m taking care of the dachshund Otto for a few days. Write a poem for him, his owner texts me while I’m dog walking. Otto likes poetry. While Otto is pulling at his line, I manage to get my notebook out and jot down: “Dog hunts birds and takes the poet in tow.”
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How is life with a Dackel? so the owner checks up with me a day later. Otto is so excited about being outside, I say, that I’m starting to think the same. Outside is much more exciting than inside. Yes, the owner says, I feel weird when I’m outside without him.