This is the attempt to secure the yield of a life and to make it effective.
In the foreground is my current book project about Leonardo's portrait of a girl who does NOT have an ermine in her arm,
but a ferret, which changes everything and places the painting in the fountain of today's love and art experience,
making it appear as a paradigm of MODERN love and painting.
Behind it is the last of the projects that fill my life, that of a fundamentally new philosophy of love = about love / out of
love.
Neither the decision to do the actual life's work after the academic and pedagogical gainful work nor the topics of this
work are accidental: I was loved a lot and loved a lot and passionately, that gave me impetus and boldness, and so I have
Diverse „created”, not only a now 16-headed offspring, but also numerous writings, and I failed a lot.
So it happens that my parents who died early, a touching pair of lovers in terrible times, are given a lot of space,
and especially my gifted mother, from whom I „have everything” – not only for the better: Leni Asbeck,
née Stausberg, the first girl in the village who was allowed to go to high school after high school and who could
have made an academic, literary or political career.
So it happens that here, so to speak, the shards and between them the few jewels that may develop
their shine, if they are such. Including mine educational doctoral thesis bought too dearly from family deprivation, my
greatest pride, born from my most devastating failure: |
the saving criticism of the globally applauded and yet false shrine „Brundibár”, the work onthe street I
live in, my most disinterested publication, the book about „Halved Enlightenment and total medicine” = psychiatry
under National Socialism, my most hopeless struggle, the one for the „Festival of Philosophyr”, my contributions
to utopian developments in education: an integration of professional and general education, learning in projects, inclusion
– and finally the secondary issues that could also be worth it: pictures and thoughts on tall and short people, on
orchids and animals, on islands, landscapes and cities, on literature, art and music, on language, religion, on riding and
driving. |
© Hans Asbeck 2020