Food For Thought

"Utopia, I know where it is or at least where it isn't."



BACK TO UTOPIA fragment Alex Dillen (Johan Lysen) from Fabio Wuytack on Vimeo.

Conviction

the inner landscape

"I know I can't go wrong...It's not over it's just begun...I never ever gonna let it go." - Hello Joe!

Figure of Speech

On the surface this is a song about a ghost but admittedly - and this was stated by the singer of the band, James de Malplaquet, in Aachen (I was present) - it is a song about "ghosts and"  - dramatic pause - "sex".

What Do I Care

Up to my belly in an early fog - a line I probably misheard but this way I like it much, much better

Essentially art is free as is imagination

Measuring

Het liefste wat ik heb

Het liefste wat ik heb is elf geworden.
Festje. Daarna ging het liefste wat ik heb
naar huis met het liefste wat ik had.
Het kleine meisje met het grote.
Ik met mezelf. Zo vrolijk.

Want het is goed om ooit
iets te hebben gehad.
Het is beter dan nooit
iets te hebben gehad.


The Dearest I Have

The dearest I have has turned eleven.
Party. Afterwards the dearest I have went
home with the dearest I had.
The little girl with the tall.
Me with myself. So happy.

Because it is good to ever
have had something.
It is better than to never
have had something.

Herman de Coninck

Poetry

I'm very grateful to have had the opportunity to see a live performance.

Some Dutch investors were touring what they entitled the 'Russian National Circus' in Germany and as a sort of test run it also stayed in my hometown, which some person who himself also lives near the Dutch border only recently entitled as "Holland South". Already when I got to the local bookstore to buy some tickets, the owner inquired:"So you are also wanting to see Popov?!"

What a poetic clown, just like Jacques Tati!

The True Viking

When choosing to become an actor Max Oppenheimer was compelled by his father, who feared for the family's reputation, to change his name. So as he was well advised to keep his initials Max Openheimer became Max Ophüls. Years later a man called at his house in Vienna, a lawyer from Düsseldorf with a long white beard and spectacles. And this man was utterly convinced that Max must be stemming from the Viking branch of his family, the family Ophüls, and,...

Max Ophüls

as Ophüls would later comment in his autobiography, inspite of his looks.