Auszug aus dem Buch "SOULBURN"ConsultationHe folded his hands and closed his eyes. For a moment you would have thought he was praying. He was. These are moments when he wants reassurance, asks for advice, asks for a way. It is the stillness of his breathing that proves the intensity of the correspondence. It is not the answers he will receive. Rather, it is his questions that bring light to his thoughts. It is his soul to which he will speak. It will be his spirit that will make his steps firmer. It is the art of reflection.
Excerpt from the book "SOULBURN
Kunst. Das Schönste, was der Mensch erschaffen kann. Kunst ist Vielfalt, ist unendliche Kreativität, unerschöpfliche Fantasie. Kunst ist, was ein Mensch lebt. Gleich, ob er sie erschafft oder sie erlebt. Kunst an einer Häuserwand. Der dort, er erschafft sie und da drüben sie, sie betrachtet das Werk. Lässt sich von seiner Kunst vereinnahmen, lässt sich von ihr mitziehen. Eine Skulptur. Ein Abbild einer Person. Nicht nur eine Kopie. Sie hat Variationen, zeichnet Eigenschaften, Situationen ihres Lebens heraus. Der Künstler möchte mir eine Geschichte erzählen. Sein Werk hat einen Sinn. Ich soll ihn ergründen, sehen. Soll mich freuen, soll trauern. Er möchte, dass ich sein Werk lebe, eine Geschichte höre. Kunst spricht, in allen Sprachen. Jeder versteht sie. Jeder, der einen offenen Geist hat, der sich einlässt auf die Geschichte. Du musst Kunst sehen können. Den Rest übernimmt, macht sie mit dir. Viele Künstler, viele Werke werden nicht gesehen. Nicht, weil sie nicht gut, nicht schön sind. Sie gehen einfach unter. Unter im Wust der Menge, im Strudel der Zeit, in den Geschwindigkeiten des Lebens. Viele junge Künstler haben kaum eine Chance, gesehen zu werden. Sind sie nicht schrill, schreien sie ihr Publikum nicht an, vernimmt kaum jemand ihr wundervolles Schaffen, ihre sanften Stimmen. Wir leben in einer Zeit, in der Extrovertiertheit ein Grundbaustein des Erfolgs zu sein scheint. Laute Künstler machen oft schnelle Kunst. Ist eines fertig, beginnt man ein neues. Ein neues mit Schrei. Die Leisen sind es, deren Bezug zum eigenen Werk nie abreißt. Es bleibt für immer auf der Staffelei ihrer Gedanken. In ihrem Raum der Fertigstellung. Kunst ist eben vielfältig. Es ist für jeden etwas dabei. Nur, du musst sie erkennen.
Art. The most beautiful thing that man can create. Art is diversity, infinite creativity, inexhaustible imagination. Art is what a person lives. Whether he creates it or experiences it. Art on the wall of a house. The one over there, he creates it and the one over there, she looks at the work. Lets himself be taken in by his art, lets himself be pulled along by it. A sculpture. An image of a person. Not just a copy. She has variations, draws out characteristics, situations of her life. The artist wants to tell me a story. His work has a meaning. I am supposed to fathom it, to see it. He wants me to rejoice, to grieve. He wants me to live his work, to hear a story. Art speaks, in all languages. Everyone understands it. Anyone who has an open mind, who engages with the story. You have to be able to see art. It does the rest, it does it with you. Many artists, many works are not seen. Not because they are not good, not beautiful. They simply get lost. They get lost in the crowd, in the whirlpool of time, in the speed of life. Many young artists hardly have a chance to be seen. If they are not shrill, if they do not shout at their audience, hardly anyone hears their wonderful work, their gentle voices. We live in a time when extroversion seems to be a basic building block of success. Loud artists often make quick art. When one is finished, you start a new one. A new one with a shout. The quiet ones are the ones whose connection to their own work never breaks. It remains forever on the easel of their thoughts. In their space of completion. Art is simply multifaceted. There is something for everyone. Only, you have to recognise it.
Summer in Queer
When you're young, a lot of things don't matter to you yet. You don't think about certain things. They just don't occur to you yet. The days seem long, a holiday is like it will never end. Then you reach an age when things change. Suddenly. You discover things that didn't interest you before. You never noticed them before. You discover changes in yourself. Suddenly you have a beard, your voice deepens. How did that happen? Well, the days aren't as long as you thought they were. You start to appreciate minutes, count weeks. You meet people who now attract your attention. Friends around you become desirable to you. This is YOU. You are growing up.
Soulburn
It is not always easy to know oneself, to understand oneself. An adolescent is in a state of conflict, much more so than a child or an adult. They have to discover themselves, find themselves and, above all, learn to understand themselves. Adolescents are fragile, particularly susceptible to disruption during their development, in the midst of an experience. Pull the plug at the wrong moment and they suffer damage. Soulburn is a story about suffering and pain of a young soul. But it is also a story about all the wonderful things life can offer. Love, friendship and the passion for art. People found each other, lived their philosophy.
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Script / Draft
Tamin, the hero of a little story I'm just starting to write, lives in Baltar-Velocity.
A city 28 seconds in the future, in a parallel world.
Time is a luxury good there, consumption is compulsion and love, hardly possible.
A first script is ready. Now it's time to get into the details.
Time is not only a problem in their world. So I have no idea when this story will be finished. :-)
But the way Tamin is struggling, the story wants out of my head, so I am optimistic to finish it in the medium term. :-)
It will be a short story.
Script / ébauche
Tamin, le héros d'une petite histoire que je commence à écrire, vit à Baltar-Velocity.
Une ville située 28 secondes dans le futur, dans un monde parallèle.
Le temps y est un produit de luxe, la consommation est contrainte et l'amour, à peine possible.
Un premier scénario est prêt. Il s'agit maintenant d'entrer dans les détails.
Le temps n'est pas seulement un problème dans leur monde.
C'est pourquoi je n'ai aucune idée de la date à laquelle cette histoire sera terminée. :-)
Mais de la même manière que Tamin se bat, l'histoire veut sortir de ma tête, je suis donc optimiste pour la terminer à moyen terme. :-)
Ce sera une histoire courte.
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