Ambivalenz von Mutterschaft, Geschichten, Laufgedanken und Häkelblumen über Löchern

Die Ambivalenz des Mutterseins in Photos festgehalten: “If time stood still then, it suddenly moved very quickly for Marie. Out of Dust Catches Light came Midnight Milk, an expressionistic, almost surrealist exploration of her new life, in the months after she gave birth to her daughter. Using her own body as subject, Midnight Milk explores how the sudden presence of a baby changed the contours of her life; her biology, her mentality, her entire identity.“Having a child is a very invasive, intensely physical process,“ Sjøvold says. „But I didn’t see this around me. I was tired of all the happy stories about what a perfect thing motherhood is. I wanted to show the physical transformation and the inner ambivalence women feel as they try to find their own way of being a ‚good‘ mother.“

Geschichten zu lesen – a fucking waste of time, oder doch, was das Leben ausmacht? „Reading fiction gives you an ability to get inside even something that has no insides. And then people will say that they don’t read novels because, as Noel Gallagher once told an interviewer: “I mean, novels are just a waste of fucking time … I can’t suspend belief in reality … I just end up thinking, ‘This isn’t fucking true.’” We know what they want: Facts, Mr Gradgrind, facts. The first printed words children experience, being read to them and later reading themselves, are stories. There was no hungry caterpillar, Gallagher is right, it isn’t fucking true. There’s no such person as Harry Potter, there are no wizards or Death Eaters, it’s Muggles all the way. Children, nonetheless, seem to thrive on stories, perhaps because they are not yet aware that they are reading whopping lies. A friend’s daughter asked what would happen if she got the letter from Hogwarts; her mother said they weren’t keen on boarding schools and the matter was dropped until the penny did a few years later.”

Was denken Menschen, wenn sie laufen? Wie kann man das herausfinden? Tötet man nicht Schrödingers Katze, wenn man Menschen darum bittet, ihre Gedanken beim Laufen in ein Mikrofon zu sprechen? „Its protagonist, a seventeen-year-old known only as Smith, spends his daily morning runs thinking—occasionally about pace and pain and his surroundings, but chiefly about money, moral codes, friendship, his father’s death, the crime that landed him in a juvenile detention center, and how to assert himself over the authorities who are simultaneously keeping him locked up and championing his running career. Smith is a fictional character, of course, so his thought process as he runs is both an invention and, in a sense, a formal convention—a way for Sillitoe to structure his narrative. Yet his story might get closer than Samson’s study to answering the question of what runners think about while running.”

Ein Loch in einem Buch mit einer Häkelblume reparieren: „Preparing parchment was a delicate business … If the round knife of the parchment maker (the lunellum) cut too deep during this scraping process, elongated rips or holes would appear … We encounter such holes frequently in medieval books, which suggests that readers were not too bothered by them. Many scribes will have shared this sentiment, because they usually simply wrote around a hole. Some placed a little line around them, as if to prevent the reader from falling in.”

Über Karin Koller

Biochemist, Writer, Painter, Mum of Three
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