"Walk slowly through crowded streets is a distinct pleasure. One is surrounded by the speed of the other, it's like to take a bath during a fire. But my dear countrymen Berlin hard for me to do, even if one departs nicely from his path. I always get looks of suspicion when I try "flan" in between the busy pedestrians. I get the impression that I take for a pickpocket.
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"No, there is nothing hidden!" I look like I did the first time. I look back at the city where I live as I did the first time or find a way to do it again ...".
Franz Hessel, Spazieren in Berlin, 1929
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"The flâneur not lost as in a maze, but acquires a sense of becoming one being with the city. As one Chinese painter who, according to Buddhist legend, by dint of looking at the landscape painting just ends up lost in it. Unlike man is pressed for no purpose. Disturbed their idleness. The whole art of Hessel - such as Benjamin-due to its ability to take snapshots of things. From the streets as soon stay with the faces of passers-by as an organist Berber, as the sinister appearance of a backyard. While Benjamin transforms every architectural detail - such as loggias Children raised in Berlin - in allegories, Hessel fits better to the atmosphere, the material reality of the city: visions of the workshops, workers , the people of Berlin in its diversity. Far from the monuments to dream alone, it is hard to find those who testify about past, present and future of the city. Listen to his breath, breathe the perfume of the streets, hear your pulse beating. Describes the slow metamorphosis of the city: buildings around Potsdamer Platz Scheuneln the disappearance of the old Jewish quarter of Berlin with much poetry and melancholy. "
Jean-Michel Palmier
Franz Hessel, Walks through Berlin, Madrid, Tecnos, 1997. ISBN 9789-76999-4881
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