Personal history part 3
In
the summer
of 2009 Nicolas
Hodges performed
my "Orpheus
Unplugged" (text:
Albert Ostermaier).
After the concert
these two cherished
friends kidnapped
me... to the
next pub.
As
the Catholic
Church has
specialized
in all forms
of sex during
the last decennia,
I decided to
seduce (and
to marry) a
holy man from
that club.
Since 2000
years they
are immensly
rich. In 2006
I found my
ideal lover
on a bench
in a Cologne
Hotel (a previous
monastery).
Brother Martin
was a wooden
replica of
his former
earthly life.
Makes things
easier to get
ones hands
on the money
of 'Rome' without
permanent disputes
with your wooden
lover...
In 2007 something dramatical happened in my life. It had pleased Her Majesty, the Queen of the Netherlands, to confer on me the Royal order of "Officer of the Order of Oranje". The most important advantage: All my English colleagues have to call me "Sir Konrad" from now on.

The disadvantage: My dearest friend, the composer Willem Breuker immediately tried to deprive me of the high decoration.
A
week before
that Royal
Decoration,
I returned
from North
Korea, where
I posed before
the gigantic
statue of the
late president
Kim Il Sung.
But I also
had talks with
high governmental
officials concerning
the rights
of their authors.
During that
stay I was
invited at
the newly built "Kim
Wong Gyun" conservatory
of Music. As
I was told,
this impressive,
wonderful building
had been designed
entirely by
Kim's son Kim
Yong Il.
In
the Golden
Book I invited
him to come
over to Europe
to built at
least 10 of
these wunderful
conservatories
of music here.
Look how I
am writing
my - slightly
ironical -
text in their
Golden Book.
2009, back to the future. Returning from a lecture-trip to Dresden, I passed through the "Bergisches Land" (East of Cologne), where I have spent the most happy years of my childhood.
In
that beautiful
little house
in the hamlet
Durbusch (it
had other colours
in my time)
I learned from
the wunderful
communist couple
Aenne and Willy
Lindenberg
more about
ethics and
justice than
at every later
moment in my
life.
A
day before
my trip to
Durbusch, my
dear friend
Wolfgang Hamm
made this photo. Once
upon a time
we edited the "Sozialistische
Zeitschrift
für Kunst und
Gesellschaft".
The photo shows that I am still young enough to restart the adventure (or at least: to keep to its ideals), even after some very big and good glasses of Whiskey from Wolfgangs abundant cellar...
