La inspiración de hoy es una escena de la primer parte, en la que el chico tiene clases particulares de violín y estudia en el internado en una habitación que llaman "la habitación de los zapatos", donde trata de tocar como su maestro le ha indicado, per siempre termina pensando sobre el suicidio y tocando la manera más apasionada.
I've got an issue with Thomas Bernhard. His writting is so obsessive, strange, circular and lacks of punctiation signs that is tiring to read. Almost gross. But at the same time it's so personal and fascinating that I cannot help keep on reading. Although I stop reading for a week 'cause it gives me so many thing to think about... just like this book about his early teen years in as a student in Salzburg, "Die Ursache" (The Origin). There is this compulsive thoughts about suicide, music and the awful education (first Nazi and after the WWII, catholic) he had. It's deeply strange. And deeply uncomfortable. And deeply unforgettable. The book is divided in two parts: the first about him at age 13 living and studying in a nazi Salzburg; and the second about his live in the same city when the war is over and his pension turns catholic.
Today's inspiration is a scene from the first part, the kid has particular violin lessons and he studies in the pension in a room called "the shoes room" where he tries to play as his teacher tells him, but he always ends thinking about suicide and playing in the most passionate way.
"The Shoe Room" or "Die Ursache"
black fineliner and designer markers on bond paper
book extract from "El Origen", editorial Anagrama, 2010.
