World of Wonders

When one travels around by train – not that I would do much of this, I just “commute” between Franconia, Suebia, and now the bookmines for some time, so at least I can speak with the air of the regional trains’ seasoned user – when one uses trains, one uses a whole lot of infrastructure that is built around the ferrovia too, a word I use here simply because I like it, “eiserner Weg” or “eiserne Straße” in German, “iron road” perhaps ?
Of course there are the station buildings, some in the state of semi ruins, a long way since their start as “Cathedrals of Progress”. Even the most humble building on the countryside was planned and part of a larger attitude of self-representation, and (I may be wrong) I think these buildings were the first standardised houses used throughout the whole of Germany after 1871, and even before the unification of said year at least the Bavarians had developed some standard solutions for train stations and necessary outbuildings. No need to speak of Prussia, they surely had enough experience from building barracks, what else.
In the early times a station was graced by the “Bahnhofsbuffet”, where travelers were served even at ungodly hours, when other civilised taverns, pubs and watering holes were closed. Often these buffets were run by experienced innkeepers who went for quality in their kitchen. But, sadly, these days are gone.
Through the everything (at least in Europe) overthrowing Twentieth century the “Buffet” became the “Bahnhofskneipe” ; if it still exists, it is usually a dimly lit last refuge for beer drinking smokers, who start their daily grind (12 Pils, zwei Päckchen Maulbohro) early, and take their work seriously. It is not advisable to order something to eat in there, regardless if the final product is bought, just heated, and comes in its original wrapping, or “prepared freshly” in the sacred halls of said establishment. If you want to leave on your own legs …
So the hungry traveler better uses something else, and the friendly Bahnmanagement took care of these needs too by renting out the empty spaces to some chains that run supermarkets or snack dingalings. If you enter the hall of Würzburg station there are at least three different food stores plus a Macdonnels competing for your hard earned cash.
They usually offer more or less the same assortement of sandwiches and “baked” goods – they all have the hot air oven in the back where they heat prefabricated doughlings – the German technical expression is in fact “Teigling”.
But now and then someone becomes bored and/or creative with the endless standard products, and creates something new. I saw, and tried, interesting playful cross-breads involving Bretzel, Salami, and very much cheese. Also exist “pizza” variations, usually under a thick layer of cheese ; I usually meet these with suspicion, it is an all too easily tempting way to get rid of various leftovers, similar to the “Gulasch” of older times (or if need be, it was called “Pfefferfleisch”, pepper disinfects (and covers) anything, just boil the cra* through …).
But this week I found something that was really new to me :
The Currywurstpizza.
Everybody knows the poor people’s of Napoli food that conquered the world like organised crime, so there is no need to talk about pizza.
The Currywurst has its own history that starts sometime somewhere in post WWII Germany. As I remember there is a discussion if the creation was firstly served in Berlin or somewhere in the Rhineland / Ruhrgebiet. I do not know, and frankly I do not care. The trick is that one slices a sausage, drowns it in Schaschliksauce, and adds curry powder. Of course there are tons of variations, but this is the basic receipt. I always wonder who was in possession of curry powder in post WWII Germany ?
But as you see, it is a sliced sausage in a sauce, so it is served in a small paper bowl – how can you combine this with pizza ?
Easy.
You use a really thick piece of dough, splatter the sausage over with something that may resemble the vague idea of sauce, and cover it with – of course You guessed it – cheese. Put it in the hot air oven until the cheese covers everything, voila there it is, 2,50 € please. I tried it, and can assure you that it is worth not one single copper penny.

I returned from the bookmines, simply because there was nothing more to do – waiting for the shelves, they’ll call me next week when the material is delivered. On the upside I found time to sort through the archival materials, and group related papers, so that the authorised person from the active administration can look at the stuff easily. I am sure that 75 % is not “archivwürdig” and can go directly into the shredder, while the rest needs to be archived, but stored at another location in the central building. This is already discussed with the man in charge, and if it all works out I can finish this whole thing next week.
But in the world of Currywurstpizza anything is possible.

Trullering Along / Vermischtes

You know how this is, all of a sudden a word “pops up” in your head and you wonder what it means. You may sometime earlier have looked it up, but forgot – as it seemingly happens a lot more than usual to me. This disturbing forgetting is not yet in a state where I am seriously fearing for my brain – this was the case years earlier, when I went to my family doctor, who sent me to a specialist. I remember that they put my head into a swirling thing, and looked for things blocking veins and whatnot. In the end they found nothing and I was declared legally sane. I think I still am.
The word was “gnomon” (Ger., Eng.).
I know that it has something to do with “to know”. We all heard the Greek motto “gnoti se auton” – “know yerself” ; there is the Latin word “ignoramus”, literally “we do not know”, today often used in the sense “we do not want to know”. Gnomon means a Schattenzeiger, the vertical thing / pole in a sundial. I vaguely remember that there was a motorcycle, or a motorcycle engine (?), called “Gnomon”, but I can not verify it.
While I looked at the gnomon-article I saw this image of Santa Maria del Fiore – and wondered what church this is ? It turns out that Saint Mary of the Flower (Ger., Eng.) is the Cathedral of Florence. Obviously there is some kind of sundial built into the church, and beams of light are directed onto the floor. I remember that I had visited Florence (Ger., Eng. website), I think I even was inside this particular church, but I can not recall any image of it. I only remember the doors of the baptisterium (Ger., Eng.).
And while I looked through the article about St.Maria I saw the list of “other burials” and between all those Popes and Italian names one stood out, a certain Hawkwood – a Brit  (Ger., Eng.) ? Turns out he was a notable Florentine condottiere, a soldier of fortune of the 14th century. This sent me down the road of Routiers (Ger., Eng.), Free Companies (Eng.), and some colourful biographies of condottieri (Ger., Eng.), like the one of Werner von Urslingen (Ger., Eng.), a Suebian.
All roads lead to Suebia.
All this leads nowhere, of course. It is not intended to lead to somewhere, it’s just trullering through Wikipedia.
And now you know what a gnomon is, thank GOd.
Thank you for your patience.

… That Becomes Even Stranger

The mentioned “Aktwerk” contains 24 photographs by 14 different photographers, all names unknown to me – here’s the list : Willy Zielke (3), Heinz von Perckhammer, Bruno Schultz (8), Carl Semon, Alfred Grabner, Viktor Hayd, Trude Fleischmann, Max Rothkegel, Franz Grainer, Heinz Hajek-Halke (2), Franz Kepler, Ewald Hoinkis, Ursula Lang-Kurz und Heinrich Iffland.
I looked through the names and read wikipedia-articles, as far as they exist, and the last one – yes, I do lists from behind, the “wrong” way ; I simply do this, I can’t explain – and the last one was Willy ZIELKE (Ger.) (1902-1989) “…. photographer … expressionistic … who did “Das STAHLTIER” …” – ?
What ?
I thought I knew the canon of expressionistic German fillums from the 1920s & 1930s, but this one had escaped me. Also ZIELKE’s biography. He learned in Munich at the Staatslehranstalt für Lichtbildwesen in 1923 and 1924 (what later became the Fachakademie für Fotodesign), and was teaching there from 1928 until 1936. He took part in the Werkbundausstellung “Film und Foto” and so became known to a wider audience. In the early 1930s he started to make films, his first independent solo work was “Arbeitslos – Ein Schicksal von Millionen” (Unemployed – One of Millions) from 1933.
ZIELKE was commissioned to produce a film for the hundredth “birthday” of the Deutsche Reichsbahn, this is the already mentioned “Stahltier” from 1935. The heads of the railway expected a nice advertisement or promotion picture, and were less than underwhelmed with the finished product – much to ZIELKE’s shock and dismay.
He constructed a story around a Werkstudent / student employee who has to complete field training with a group of workers ; the relationship between the group and the “intellectual”, ongoing engineer, develops, especially because the young man knows the history of the railroad and tells & explains it to the workers. As I read the picture does not follow ns aesthetics, does not use contemporary symbols, depicts neither student nor workers as aryan superhumans or lies about the history of the steaming engine. In fact ZIELKE did an aesthetically outstanding artful picture in the category corporate film / Industriefilm that the purchaser did not like : They blabbed something about “communist aesthetics” and threw the thing in the drawer.
Interestingly this film later was used within the training of cameramen for German propaganda units, as example for what is possible.
After the war a complete copy was found in Paris, but the successor of the Deutsche Reichsbahn, the Deutsche Bahn, still regarded the film as “not publishable”, and urged ZIELKE to shorten his work. So from circa 1955 onwards exists a crippled 50 (?) minutes version of the original 70 minutes film. Only much later, in the 1980s, the uncut original was shown publicly.
ZIELKE’s STAHLTIER (GOd, what a title !) brought him to the attention of Leni RIEFENSTAHL. She had him as collaborator for her Olympia films, and ZIELKE independently made the “Prolog” for the pictures. There was a contract, and he had it notariazed, nevertheless he is not in the credits of said picture(s), RIEFENSTAHL just dispersed him.
What follows is disputable. It is a fact that ZIELKE from February 1937 until August 1942 was held as patient in the mental asylum / Kreisirrenanstalt Haar. He describes it as kidnapping and accuses RIEFENSTAHL of pulling strings. I am not convinced, RIEFENSTAHL simply would have not needed to do something like that. She was in a nearly untouchable position in Nazi Germany. Earlier she even had shown the STAHLTIER to GOEBBELS and argued for the picture – in vain, GOEBBELS simply did not like it.
I think ZIELKE suffered from a nervous breakdown, the diagnosis “Verfolgungswahn” / paranoia / delusions of persecution may be valid or not, I have no clue. ZIELKE was castrated while in Haar, against his will, but according to the law, as a German judge told him after the end of the Third Reich when he asked for compensation. ZIELKE says he was subjected to experiments, but I think that was not verified. He was glad not to be executed (Ger., Eng.), Haar was part of the murder machinery.
In August 1942 RIEFENSTAHL – of all humans ! – took him out from Haar, and used him as cameraman for Tiefland (Ger., Eng.).
ZIELKE survived the war, started to produce small films in the 1950s and worked as cameraman again. I read that at the beginning of the 1970s, when he was completely out of the public’s eye and forgotten, a French collector “borrowed” his collection of negatives, and “forgot” to give it back. At least one of his negatives was sold for a pretty large sum via an auctioneer’s house while ZIELKE had to live from benefits. He died in June 1989, 86 years old.
What a life.

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The only account of ZIELKE’s biography and his film is found here (part I) & here (part II) (Go there for pictures !), written by Manfred POLAK. Of course my scribble heavily relies on Herr POLAKs work.
It would be very helpful if the article by Herr POLAK would be translated professionally into English. Also English versions of the German wikipedia articles about ZIELKE and Das STAHLTIER would be very helpful.

An Ugly Story to Start With …

It was Joyce (an old lady who lives in a house somewhere near the Great Lakes, Green Bay ?, who sadly has not blogged since 2012 ; maybe she died), who once used the expression “down the rabbit hole” for my meandering through “stuff” : One starts “here”, gets distracted, follows leads and detours, only to come out over “there”, having created a thread, on one hand unique, but meant to be followed by others, so not so unique any more.
I like the image of the rabbit going down, sub terra, following subterranean routes, weaving a fabric, a tissue, ein Gespinst, that underlies what we see, or better, what is shown. The mycelium under the mushroom. If one is not so friendly, one may call it prattlebabblerigmarole …
While I recover from this nasty infection I spend too much time online. Lately I scrolled through a site with old photographs, and saw a pretty unimpressive nude study (Halbakt, semi nude, is the correct term I think) ; what caught my eye was not the lady’s bust, but the caption : “From Deutsche Aktwerk”. Frankly, I first thought this to be a joke : this title must be something satyrical from the sixties or seventies ; but no, it is a real publication – here is a more or less actual, American advertisement.
Looking in a trusted search engine (hint : not gargle) lead to the wikipedia-article about Herr Bruno SCHULTZ (Ger.), who was the editor of said “Aktwerk” (here is a correct description by an antiquarian, German only, sorry ; 24 b/w images on cardboard, pretty good print, Berlin 1938).
Sadly the article is in German only, and gives no dates, I would very much like to know what happened to SCHULTZ after the war. SCHULTZ was from 1927 to 1938 editor of Das Deutsche Lichtbild, a magazine open to avanteguarde and generally progressive artists, lauded by so different persons as Reichskunstwart (Ger., Eng., not an ns institution !) REDSLOB (Ger. only) and Bauhaus-professor MOHOLY-NAGY (Ger., Eng.).
After 1933 SCHULTZ marched onwards, the 1934 edition was dedicated to the FUEHRER “in endless love”. SCHULTZ became a Hauptmann, captain that is, in the propaganda department of the OKW (Ober-Kommando der Wehrmacht), no doubt a “Druckposten” he got via “Vitamin B” (Ger.), something administrative friends made possible for him, anything but the front, yeah.
He finally became a swine in 1944. His flat had been bombed and together with his wife he was relocated to a villa near Berlin. There also lived the writer KNAUF (Ger., Eng.) and the caricaturist OHSER (Ger., Eng.). OHSER did not keep his mouth shut in the air-raid cellar and in February 1944 SCHULTZ denounced both in writing directly to GOEBBELS. End of March both were arrested. GOEBBELS was pissed off and told FREISLER (he may rot in hell eternally, Ger., Eng.) to make it snappy, so the “lawsuit” started on 6th of April. OHSER hung himself the night before the “trial”, KNAUF’s head was chopped off on 2nd of May ’44. His widow, Erna, was charged with 585,74 RM for proceedings and execution.
Some place freed in that villa.
History is stories. History is human lives. Nothing else.
But I did not want to tell this ugly story from the German forties, in fact I found something else.
I am very sorry to stop right here & now, but I am tired, and have to read additional stuff. I’ll jump the rabbit hole tomorrow again, all for your pleasure. Of course.