Wednesday, 25 February 2009

German culture strikes chords and discord

My February seems to have been dominated by German culture, and I didn’t even make it to Carnival! Instead I heard the Berlin-based Artemis quartet, went to a literary evening whose focus was the author W.G. Sebald (1944-2001) and enjoyed my first live performance of the Berliner Philharmoniker. Each of the evenings included a discovery, sometimes to my liking and sometimes not, and something familiar.

The Sebald event was part of an exchange between Passa Porta, the international house of literature in Brussels, and the Literaturhaus Stuttgart. Having lived near Stuttgart for a year, a period when I started to read contemporary German-language authors, nostalgia may well have been one reason for me deciding to go along.

Much of the evening was devoted to a discussion between a journalist who had interviewed Sebald, a German literature professor from the Free University of Brussels and a Flemish writer. The three guests interrupted their discussion by playing parts of interviews recorded with Sebald and reading extracts from some of his books.

I was interested by the ideas that seemed to motivate Sebald’s writing: knowing where he came from; his history; memory; remembering the past; exploring what the truth is with regards to the past. And yet, despite this, the evening didn’t make me want to go and read Sebald. I was fascinated by the ideas and the literary criticism, but what little I heard of the actual works simply didn’t resonate enough with me.

My experience of listening to the Artemis quartet was similar in one respect. Their latest Brussels concert included Quartet no. 1 by Jörg Widmann, a contemporary German composer who is supported by the Artemis quartet.

The cellist preceded the performance with a word or two about the work, which was extremely helpful. For example, he talked of how the beginning of the piece, which has the instruments making hesitant starts and scratching sounds on the strings, was inspired by the difficulty of filling a blank page, the difficulty of starting to compose a piece. Had it not been explained, I could imagine having exchanged a few quizzical looks. The piece had some beautiful sounds and made me listen attentively to try and make sense of it, but I certainly wasn’t immediately converted into a Widmann fan. It was the Artemis’s performance of two Schubert quartets (no.s 9 and 15) that captivated me.

The novelty in the Berliner Philharmoniker’s concert was Messiaen’s Et exspecto resurrectionem mortuorum, which I’d only ever heard on a CD and to be honest had never managed to listen to it all the way through without getting distracted. In this case, I was in for a pleasant surprise as the live performance was totally different. The largest metal gong, taller than the musician striking it, reverberated impressively around the hall, and in fact needed a second percussionist to help stop its sound, such was its power. All the percussion was exciting to watch and listen, be it the clashing cymbals, tubular bells or the rows of hanging gongs.

Although I was impressed by the Messiaen, especially given that the composer isn’t one I’d usually choose, it was Bruckner’s symphony no. 9 in the second half that made the concert for me. I perhaps paid even more attention than usual to the strings given that they didn’t have a part in the Messiaen. Wow, what a sound. I can still here the amazing pizzicato at the start of the second movement!

I don’t want to have to wait a few years for the orchestra to return to Brussels, so I think there’s nothing for it but to book a trip to Berlin and hear them in their home concert hall, the Philharmonie. And maybe catch the Artemis quartet in their home city too. Oh and why not discover the Literaturhaus Berlin while I’m at it. Ok the seeds of an idea have been planted!

Monday, 16 February 2009

Big films on a small scale

I finally discovered what claims to be the smallest cinema in Brussels: the Styx in the Ixelles area. Don’t ask me how it has taken me eight years of living in Belgium to make it there!

I felt like I was going back in time as everything about the cinema is on a smaller scale than we’re generally used to these days, including the entrance price at just 5 euros.

It seems to operate in a slightly haphazard and laid-back way, but quaintly so. For example, the cash desk, squeezed into the corner of the entrance area, was only staffed a few minutes before the film started. But then again, there weren’t exactly hordes of people to deal with. My friend and I were the only ones waiting to watch the 9pm showing of The Changeling, and merely two film-goers came out of the early evening film.

The room would have seated about 40 people, but the only other person to turn up was the projectionist who gave us a little wave as he set the reels in motion and bade us goodnight as we left.

I was a little disappointed that the piano, randomly placed in the corner of the room, wasn't played. I suppose it’s there to accompany the occasional showing of a silent film, but it wouldn’t have been out of place to have struck up a few chords before the film started!

The Styx, which is partnered with Actor’s Studio in the city centre, has just two screens, curiously numbered 2 and 3. It tends to show both arthouse films and more mainstream movies that have stopped running in the larger cinemas.

If you want to see what’s on at the moment, click on www.styx.cinenews.be. And to find the cinema, the address is 72 Rue de l'Arbre Benit, a stone’s throw from Place Boniface and Avenue Louise.

Monday, 2 February 2009

How much is this artwork worth to you?

A week’s stay in the south of France, an exhibition space in Berlin, a kiss, a smile, a therapy session – these were just some of the offers scribbled on post-it notes and stuck on the wall around the artworks on show at the Bozar in Brussels this weekend.

The idea behind Truc Troc, as the event is known (in French “truc” means “thing” and “troc” means “exchange, barter”), is that contemporary artists get the opportunity to exhibit their art and the public is invited to offer something in exchange for the work. It really makes you think about how much you’d give to be the owner of a particular piece.

The paintings, installations and photographs were on display Saturday and Sunday. The artists will now be looking at the bids and deciding which, if any, appeals and is a good deal for them.

There were four works that I would love to have in my apartment and for which I made an offer. I’ll let you know if I hear back!