Giovanni Orelli, Jamie Richards
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"Originally published in Italian as Il Sogno di Walacek by Guilio Elinaudi Editore S.p.A., 1991."
edition, 2012 All rights reserved Frontispiece: Paul Klee Alphabet I, 1938, 187 colored paste on paper on cardboard 53,9 x 34,4 cm Zentrum Paul Klee, Bern Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data Orelli, Giovanni, 1928- [Sogno di Walacek. English] Walaschek’s dream / Giovanni Orelli ; translated by Jamie Richards. -- 1st ed. p. cm. “Originally published in Italian as Il sogno di Walacek by Giulio Einaudi Editore S.p.A.,
carpenter tolerated this interruption with oriental calm. From a poet named Giacomo Leopardi, he’d learned that human malice is the consequence of unhappiness and not the other way ’round. What an unhappy people the Germans must be! – At some point the blazing sun will take pity on him. With the help of hunger, of exhaustion, he’ll stumble and that lovely round choker like a collar encircling a seventeenth-century nobleman’s noble neck will cut off his head like his own personal guillotine. The
to nourish its starved nerves, and to fill its languishing blood vessels with new sap. Where to dock the ship of life? A soccer player’s ship speeds toward algae-filled waters, the lacustrine trash dumps of coves. In Walaschek’s time, in Switzerland, only two or three teams earned enough to put food on the table. In 1938, for the three world championship matches, the players got 133 francs each. At the age of thirty or even before, they send a soccer player to Serie B; at thirty-two he’s an
Olympic games, apparently toward the end of the nineteenth century people realized that, for a myriad of reasons, money couldn’t explain everything. Thus it became necessary to bring back into the system the body, beauty, enthusiasm for physical exertion, hygiene, honor, loyalty, chivalry. What did Klee think? Klee didn’t think anything anymore because on July 2, 1940 he was making the trip from the crematory in Lugano to his “resting place” in Locarno-Muralto. Tuesday, July 2nd was the
couldn’t find anything of note in the archives, the administrative records, or lab records: date of admittance, death, results of a urine analysis, no description of the illness or the cause of death, which from the literature appears to have been scleroderma. The attending clinicians are dead, the old sister-nurses I consulted only vaguely remembered Klee and his wife Lily who came with him. No one can give me specific information, but it’s possible that the relevant documents were given to