Showing posts from February, 2016

Who Is The Cartoonist?

It was heart wrenching taking leave of Zunar at the airport in December following the Amnesty street action. Fadi Abou Hassan/FadiToOn and I saw him walk away. We were both silent. Zunar is as courageous as his struggle is dangerous and seeing him in the crowds underlined the magnitude of what he does in spite of his human, exhausted frame. He looked so tiny in the buzz of the airport.

His court case in which he is risking 43 years of imprisonment for nine tweets "violating the Sedition Act" was postponed to March 9 and we shall see of what carat the legal system proves to be. The carat of the prime minister's wife's ring is invariably to be found in every one of Zunar's cartoons, as are the tweeting police officer neglecting the actual criminals to investigate those criticizing the criminals.

Zunar's audience expects and demands the ring and the tweeting officer in every cartoon; every time telling that very story on centralized corrupted power and yet ever…

The Putinoid

A portrait is a double act.

More specifically it consists of a double set of intentions. The intention of the artist to portray the intention(s) of the one portrayed.

Those two may have a mutual goal in creating a mighty portrayal of a ruler for instance. "By thy mask I shall know thee", as Karen Blixen wrote on the aristocratic statemanly aura and artists have gained great reputations in creating that mask.

Then again the portrait may be a battleground of intentions clashing, such as when the artist addresses that very aura of the mighty ruler with the intention of undressing him.

Case in point:

The original gems for the Imperial Crown would each have represented lives lost in the making of it. The gems of this century is no less dangerous keeping the population sucked in with the circus of pomp and circumstance of the Tsar of the 21st century.

Portraits such as these could be angry counter-propaganda to an efficient Putinian machinery. Oleksiy Kustovsky on the contrary ha…

"and together it is a good line"

The concentrated light of a street kitchen reminds me of a very special movie:

The scene comes from Der Himmel über Berlin (Wings of Desire) by Wim Wenders, in which the protagonist Gabriel is an angel, who longs to become a human. Humans have senses, they see colors, they sense warmth, and Peter Falk plays himself, a former angel, who senses Gabriel's (invisible to humans) presence and tells him, what he is missing. There is such a thing as drawing for instance; the sheer physical joy of drawing a line:

"You pick a pencil
and you make a dark line
then you make a light line
and together it is a good line"

The photo shown is courtesy of Niels Larsen and must not be reproduced without his permission.

Post Scriptum

Windmills are a scheme put on by extremists, according to Claes Kastholm Hansen, a Danish right-winger and literary critic, who loved to deal out verbal and written punches according to his own gospel.

Now he has passed away and Lars Andersen marks his passing by a clever reverence of a pen laid down as the horse points to with a coy hoof, while unfolding the landscape of a life of war declarations.

This is the epitome of an old-school obituary as excelled in The Times.

The cartoon shown is courtesy of Lars Andersen and must not be reproduced without his permission.

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