Friederike Mayröcker + Bodo Hell

FROM EMBRACING THE COMPOSER ON THE OPEN SOFFA

Today I played a lot of gramophone, said the pianist, works by Schumann, Brahms, Chopin and Bach, (84) I liked to wander back and forth in pairs to the most remarkable buildings in the city and wore a little skirt = blue pleated skirt, at that time when I was 8, next to the lily pond in the public school, said the pianist, (85) to the icons of modernism at that time, in the centre, I was supposed to play something by Chopin on the school piano, I was shaking and breathless, I couldn’t play, which I was ashamed of, (86) an architectural pair run as a feast for the eyes to the point of body exhaustion, “my mountain flower”, said the composer to the pianist. (87) ‘yes say yes my mountain flower’, and the first thing she did was put her arms around my neck I wanted to go back to the “Drechsler” and stare for a long time out of the large window at the flowers moments from across the small bay windows of dusty old leaves. (“do it in the bath”, Jacques Derrida) (88) as a conclusion could be said: I have had a good shower, both at the beginning and at the provisional end of this semi-successful sexual life of mine, bud of the flesh, (89) ‘gnoske of early spring’ (Ponge) says the composer, and how dust always accumulates in the navel pit, doesn’t it, (90) even in advanced age one learns new things oh me, this electric I, said the composer, hitting the keys, (91) have probably eliminated the delusions/blindnesses to some extent, in these rare devotional moments we have not always infected each other with our crazy love, said the composer (saluting) – (92) thus: Apotheosis of the germination, the bursting forth of the unquestionable flowering splendour/vitality, in sap-increasing vegetal embrace, multiple waste of growth dasz ich mich letztendlich VERDUFTE mit den 1. Magnolien dieses Frühlings, so der Komponist, auf dem offenen Soffa sich wälzt
Friederike Mayröcker [excerpt from TONSPURPROSA] March/April 2010
Bodo Hell (1-92) from Whispering, Foreshadowing, Reverberating Listening 2010

TEXTS
Friederike Mayröcker – read
Montage Mayröcker/Hell – read

BIOGRAPHIEN

Friederike Mayröcker, born in Vienna in 1924, lives and works in Vienna. The writer lived in Berlin in 1970 and 1973 as a guest of the Berliner Künstlerprogramm.
wikipedia.org

Bodo Hell, born 1943 in Salzburg, author and Alpine shepherd, lives and works in Vienna and on the Dachstein.
bodohell.at

TONSPUR 35
Silence… that is the guiding word in writing these lines, borrowed from her and the current film “Writing and Silence” with her, the grande dame of Austrian literature, Friederike Mayröcker [1924, Vienna]. Silence… at the linguistic power of an incredible virtuoso of thoughts, words, sentences, etc. Silence… while listening to her voice, beguilingly circling around music, the composer, Schumann. Silence… and thank Friederike Mayröcker for her somnambulistic [TONSPUR] prose “of embracing the composer on the open soffa” -. This in turn is condensed in parallel at eye level by a writer closely associated with her, Bodo Hell [1943, Salzburg], who is also to be thanked from the bottom of our hearts for his “from whispering, foreshadowing, listening to reverberations”.
Silence… and rejoice in a TONSPUR such as we have not yet had, in a work which – I am sure – will cause many passers-by, people in Vienna as well as in Berlin, to be silent because to listen, to see words. What a charming, poetic thought.
Georg Weckwerth, May 2010

Opening: Sun 30.05.10, 11.30h
Introductory words:
Georg Weckwerth [Artistic Director TONSPUR]
Katharina Narbutovic [Head of the Berlin Artists’ Programme of the DAAD] – read