Wednesday, 9 May 2018
The German word "Lebenskünstler" - which literally means "an artist in/of life" - has no real equivalent in English.
The dictionary offers me "hedonist" and "spiv" and "person who makes the best of things" - but that's not quite "IT".
Well - here you see one of my neihbours (no privacy intruded) - he is a real "artist" in life, meaning he works in varieté and does many, many surprising things with his body (walking on a high rope is only one of it).
And he kows how to live his life in the most creative and happy way.
He does not own much - but he has ideas. Sees chances - and grasps them.
A year ago he put two chairs into the wildernis of our Hinterhof (our absentee landlady does not permit to use it or make a garden out of it).
Then one of the chairs (if you stare hard you might find it at the left side) became what I will call "the poetic idea of a chair", a mere quote, because it misses the important part of a chair: the seating surface.
It is very Zen-like, very Buddhistic, this chair!
But our artist used it the other one today - the second chair, which still is sort of ok - and as we have the third day of summer in Berlin (28°C! in mid.May!), and he, different from us, has no balcony - uses the wildernis in a very creative way.
And, as you might have noticed:
He follows the sun!