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From Report No. 9 – SMS chapter (The Ana D Book; pg. 237):

AUGUST 9 /Tuesday/

Child (13:33)
THERE ARE TIMES WHEN
THE DAY DEVELOPS SO ONE
WOULD’VE BEEN BETTER
OFF WITHOUT IT.. MY
HEAD IS TAKEN WITH AN
INDETERMINATE SADNESS..

Peripat to CHILD (13:41)
Tell, C, what has been?

Child (13:44)
..don’t know.. how to..

Peripat to CHILD (13:47)
Then don’t be sad!
Off to the KHM*!

* abbreviation Kunst Historisches Museum; The Art History Museum (Ger.)

Child (13:48)
Have a good look
and enjoy it for me
as well..

Asja (17:31)
At 00:25 far from the
river and near the
forbidden city by
Tiananmen Square, also
within reach of the
Great Wall, which will
be our gift tomorrow..

Peripat to ASJA (17:35)
At 17:33, far from
peace and close to
Children’s Games by the
Tower of Babel and
within reach of
Rembrandt’s son Titus
who will be reading his
book tomorrow as well .

Pieter Breughel
The Tower of Babel /1563
(114 x 155 cm, Oil on wood)

Asja (18:20)
What wonderful things
you are surrounded by..
there at the KHM, hmmm,
hmmm..

Rembrandt Harmensz van Rijn
Titus van Rijn, the Artist`s Son, Reading /1656/57
(70,5 x 64 cm,Oil on canvas)

* Call Child in the evening, have a chat about the visit to the Museum: “I was not as delighted at seeing Breughel this time as I had hoped!”

Child (20:12)
WHO DID YOU MEET
TODAY APART FROM B?

Peripat to CHILD (20:18)
C’ David, H’s Ages of Man,
R’s Titus and his granny, and
also D’s Venetian Lady..

Caravaggio – Michelangelo Merisi
David with the Head of Goliath /1606/07
(90.5 x 116 cm, Oil on wood)

Hans Baldung Grien
The Three Ages of Man /1510
(48 x 32,5 cm, Oil on wood)/
** A conscious mistake by Peripat?
He had mistaken Baldung for Holbein!

Child (20:31)
C-CARAVAGGIO, H-
HOLBEIN, R-REMBRANDT,
D-DAVID?

Rembrandt Harmensz van Rijn
Tha Artist's Mother as Prophetess Hannah

Child (20:39)
D-DÜRER!!

Albrecht Duerer
Venetian Lady /1505
(33 x 25 cm, Oil on wood)

Peripat to CHILD (20:44)
BRAAAAVOOOO!! I was
just sending the
correction to the last.
When writing, I was
reminded of the Essay
on Blindness and then
immediately thought:
THIS IS NOT POSSIBLE..
STOP TESTING! BRAVO!!!

Child (20:47)
THANK YOU, THANK YOU..

Peripat to CHILD (20:50)
NOTHING TO BE
EMBARRASSED ABOUT,
JOB WELL DONE!!

Child (20:53)
OK,OK (C,R,H –
immediately, not so D.
Then picked up Larousse
to verify.) FEEL I’M
BEING TESTED?
I WONDER WHY?

Peripat to CHILD (20:58)
MEANT TO ASK ABOUT
BOOKS, BUT THERE ARE
ONLY 160 SIGNS, YOU KNOW..?!

From Report No. 9 (The Ana D Book; pg. 252):

“Let’s go across,” she indicated the museum twins on the other side of Burggarten, “…to see your Pieter B and his Children’s Games…”

Pieter Breughel
Children’s Games /1560
(118 x 161 cm, Oil on wood)

When we were then walking past the Butterfly House and the self-satisfied iron and glass constructions, bolted and green, which made me think of the false times of Universal Exhibitions, Child B suddenly stopped. I stopped too. She was looking me straight in the eyes and there was no anger in her voice.
“You gave birth to me and brought me up… Now you are no longer content with what I have become… You are looking for a chaste being on whom you could repeat the experiment…”
“Be nice, you know I am only one. If I were two or three, then it would be easier. You know, like you, you too are only one…”
She didn’t smile. She just looked away and continued on her way. I followed her. I chased her.
“Look, you give me everything… Except her!”
She made no reply, just started to put one foot in front of the other with more severity.
“You are wrong… I am well aware that she lives in the world of consumption, not of love. In her world, no thing can spend a month intact, without getting gnawed…”
Again, she stopped and looked at me.
“I’ve told you before, she is crazily just so… I wish she became repulsive to my gaze.”
I fell silent. We stood behind the Neue Burg. It was from the balcony opposite that Hitler declared the Anschluss.
“If she does not repel my gaze, I will repel it myself…”
“What you are saying is not good.”
In the KHM we went straight to the Breughel room. We stopped longest in front of the Hunters in the Snow. As we were leaving, she asked me to take her to C’s David, H’s Ages of Man, R’s Titus and his granny and D’s Venetian Lady. We were able to laugh again. Her next question was also tinged with laughter.
“What am I to do with you?”
“If I’m a shoot, pluck me! If I’m a beast, kill me!”
“At times I feel enormously guilty for still being normal!”

Pieter Breughel
Hunters in the Snow /1565
(117 x 162 cm, Oil on wood)

to be continued

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