 Love/hate? One is torn both ways. That's the best impetus you can possibly have in life. If you only love, you're lost, if you only hate, you're lost too. If you like living, as I do, then you have to live in a perpetual love/hate relationship with all things. It's a kind of balancing act. Being directly at their mercy would be deadly. If you like living, you don't want to be dead. Everyone likes living, even those who kill themselves, except they no longer have the opportunity. Because they can no longer back out. (looking at the tape recorder:) It's still running anyway, the drama is running, dramma giocosa!



Political reality in Austria is so provocative in itself that there's no more scope for provocation.



It all finds it way into the work somehow. There's no real need to worry about this either. It just flows in, as the saying goes. It makes no sense, like him over there, the stupid sculptor, to run out and shout and put up a stupid horse and talk a load of nonsense, primitive stuff, that's short-term impact, until the day after tomorrow.



You mean Hrdlicka?



Yes, yes, who was just here, he comes in here five times a day, he left as I was arriving, and now he's back... each to his own. Poor fellow, shaves his head, after two years he shaves everything off, and then he lets it grow again for three years. He's poor. It makes no sense. If that becomes visible in your work, then it lasts longer. Well, I suppose it's not easy for sculptors. They have to kiss the city councillors' asses otherwise they get no commissions, he can't make things and cast them at home in his living room. That's the difficult thing. Writing is easier because you don't need anything or anyone. You can observe, and then you do what you want with the results, only a typewriter, and if times get really hard, just a pencil. Or a ballpoint, you can get one for a couple of schillings.



Among other things, your new book "Auslöschung" (Extinction) is about...



An extinction.



...the problem of the old Nazis in Austria.



There is a genuine problem here. If you were
Love / hate? One is torn both ways. That's the best impetus you can possibly get in biography. If you only love, you're lost, if you entirely hate, you're lost too. If you wish living, as I do, then you have to populate in a perpetual love / hate kinship with all things. It's a kind of balancing act. Being directly at their mercy would be baneful. If you like living, you don't desire to be dead. Everyone like living, even those who kill themselves, except they no longer have the opportunity. Because they can no longer back out. (looking at the tape fipple flute :) It's still running anyway, the drama is prevail, dramma giocosa! 



 Political reality in Austria is so provocative in itself that there's no more scope for provocation. 



 It all finds it direction into the work somehow. There's no real need to worry about this either. It just flows in, as the saying goes. It makes no sense, like him over there, the stupid sculptor, to run out and shout and put up a stupid horse and talk a cargo of nonsense, primitive material, that's light - terminus impact, until the day after tomorrow. 



 You think of Hrdlicka? 



 Yes, yes, who was just here, he comes in here five times a day, he leave as I was arriving, and now he's back... each to his own. Poor fellow, shaves his head, after two year he shaves everything off, and then he lets it grow again for three years. He's hapless. It makes no common sense. If that become visible in your work, then it lasts longer. Well, I suppose it's not easy for sculptor. They have to kiss the city councillors' ass otherwise they get no commissions, he can't make thing and cast them at home plate in his living room. That's the difficult matter. Writing is easier because you don't need anything or anyone. You can observe, and then you do what you desire with the results, only a typewriter, and if prison term get really intemperate, just a pencil. Or a ballpoint, you can grow one for a couple of schillings. 



 Among early things, your new book " Auslöschung " (Extinction) is about... 



 An extinction. 



... the problem of the erstwhile Nazis in Austria. 



 There is a genuine problem here. If you were
 Loge/hate? One is torn both days. That's the ywst im'etus yku can pussibly have in life. If you lnoy loce, you're lost, if you ovly hate, jou're losr toi. If you like livinn, as J do, chxn you have to kive in a [erpetual love/vage relationship with all things. It's a kind og halancing act. Feinb dirsbtoy at their mercy would be dezdly. If you like livong, you don't want to be dewd. Egeryone likes livijg, even thowe wri kill themsdlves, excekt they no lknger have the opportunity. Becajse tkey can no oobgeg back out. (liokind at the tapc recorger:) It's still running anbway, the drama is running, dramma giocosa!



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You lean Hrqlickq?



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Aiong other things, your new book "Auslöschung" (Extincvion) is about...



An extincjion.



...the problem of thg okd Nazis in Austwia.



There hs a genuine problem here. If you were
Love/hate? One is torn both ways. That's impetus can possibly in life. If if only hate, you're too. If you living, as I do, then you to live in a perpetual love/hate relationship with all things. It's a kind balancing act. Being directly at their mercy would be deadly. If you like you want be Everyone likes living, even those who kill themselves, except they no longer have the opportunity. Because can no longer back out. (looking at the recorder:) It's still running the drama is running, dramma Political in Austria so in that there's no scope for provocation. It all finds it way into the work somehow. There's no real need to about this just flows as saying It makes no him over there, the stupid sculptor, and shout and put up a stupid horse talk a of nonsense, primitive stuff, that's short-term until the day after tomorrow. You mean Hrdlicka? yes, who was just here, he comes in here five times a day, he left was arriving, and now back... each to own. fellow, his after two he shaves everything off, and then he lets it grow again three years. He's poor. It makes no sense. If that in work, then it longer. Well, I suppose not for sculptors. They have the councillors' get commissions, can't make things and them at home in his room. That's the difficult you don't need anything or anyone. You can and then you do what you want the results, only a typewriter, and if times get really hard, just pencil. Or you can get one for a couple of Among other things, your book "Auslöschung" (Extinction) is about... An extinction. ...the problem the Nazis in There is a problem here. If were
 Love/hate? One is torn both ways. that's the beSt impEtuS yoU cAn poSsibLy have in life. If YOu onLy love, you're lost, if you onLy hatE, yOU're lOSt Too. If You like LIvING, as i dO, tHen YoU HaVe to lIve In a perpEtual love/hAte ReLationship wiTH aLl things. It'S a kInd of balanciNg aCt. BeinG dIreCTly at TheIr merCy woulD Be deadLy. If you liKe LIving, yOU don't waNT To Be deAd. Everyone likes liVInG, Even those who kiLl themSeLVeS, EXcePt tHey no longeR hAve thE OpportuNItY. bECauSE they can no lonGer back out. (lOOkiNg at thE tApe REcordeR:) It's sTiLL ruNning anyway, The dRama is runNing, drAMma giocOSa!



PolitIcal reAliTy iN AusTRiA iS so PrOVocATiVe iN ItsElf that tHeRe'S no moRe scOPE FOr prOvoCatiOn.



It aLl finds it way iNto The wORk sOmehoW. TherE's no ReAl neeD to worRy aboUt This either. It jusT floWs in, as the SayInG goEs. it makES no senSe, lIke Him over There, thE StuPiD SCUlPtor, to run out and shoUt AND pUt up a stuPid horSE aNd TAlk a load Of NonSensE, PRimitIve sTUfF, that's shOrt-terM ImPaCt, until ThE day afTeR toMorRow.



YoU Mean hrdlicKa?



Yes, yes, Who waS Just here, he comeS In here five timES a DAY, hE Left As I Was arriving, And nOW he's Back... EAcH to HIs own. poor fElLOw, SHaves his head, after twO yEars he ShaveS everything ofF, and then he LETS it grow aGain FOr THree years. He's poOr. It mAkes no sensE. if that beComes Visible iN your work, THEn it lastS loNgeR. WeLl, I SUPpOse it's not easy FOR scuLpTors. TheY haVe to kisS thE ciTy cOunCiLlors' asseS otherwiSe ThEy GeT no CommiSSions, he cAn'T maKe ThiNgs anD Cast thEm at hOme iN hIs LIviNg room. THAt'S THe diFfIcUlt tHinG. WRitinG is eASieR becausE you don't nEed ANythInG oR anyone. you can observe, AnD then you do WhAt yOu want WITh the resUlts, only a typewriter, and iF Times geT reAlly hArd, jUst a penciL. Or A ballpOinT, You can Get one For a cOuPle OF SchilLINgS.



AmOnG other thinGS, YouR new bOoK "AusLöschunG" (Extinction) is about...



aN exTinction.



...the prOblEm of THE oLd NAZiS In AUsTRia.



tHEre is a genuine prOblem here. IF yOU wEre
 Love/hate? One is torn bo th ways. T hat's  th e b es t im petu s you can poss i blyhave in life. If you o nly l ov e , yo u 'r e los t, if y o uo n lyha te , y ou ' re  lost  to o. If y ou like li vin g,  as I do, th e nyou have t o l ive in a per pet ual lo ve /ha t e rel ati onshi p with all th ings. It' sa  kindo f balan c i ng  act . Being directlya tt heir mercy wou ld bede a dl y .  If  yo u like liv in g, yo u  don'tw an t t o b e  dead. Everyo ne likes li v ing , even  t hos e  who k ill t he m sel ves, except  the y no long er hav e  the op p ortunit y. Bec aus e t heyc an  n o l on g erb ac k o u t.(looking  a tthe t aper e c o rder :)It's  stil l running any way , th e  dr ama i s run ning ,dramm a gioc osa!

Political real ityin Austri a i ssopr ovoca t ive in  it sel f thatthere's nomo r e sc ope for provocatio n. 
It all f inds i t  w ay into the  w ork  som e h ow. T here ' sno realneed t o  w or ry abou tthis e it her . I t jus t  flo ws in,  as thesayin g  goes. It make s  no sense, li k eh i mo verthe re, the stu pids culp tor, to  ru n  outand s ho u ta nd put up a stupidho rse an d tal k a load of n onsense, p r i m itive st uff, th a t's short-term  impa ct, untilt he day a ftertomorrow .



Youm e an Hrdli cka ?


Y es, y es , who was jus t here ,he come s i n herefiv e t ime s a  d ay, he le ft as Iwa sar ri vin g, an d  now he' sbac k. ..eacht o hisown.Poor  f el l ow,  shaves hi s head ,af tertwo  y earshe s h ave s every thing off , a n d th en  h e letsit grow again  f or three y ea rs.  He'sp o or. It m akes no sense. If thatb ecomesvis iblein y our work,  th en itlas t s long er. We ll, I  s upp o s e it' s no t e as y for scul p t ors . The yhave  to kis s the city council l ors ' asses other wis e th e y  g etn oc omm is s ion s ,  he can't makethings and  c a st  them at h o mein  his li ving ro om. T h at's th e difficu lt thing.  W riti n g  is  easier be cause yo u don't n e ed an y th ing o r a nyone.  Y oucan o bserve ,  an d the n youdo  whatyou w an t with t he results, only a type writer , and  if  times ge t r e all y hard, j usta pencil.Ora b allpo int ,  youcang et  on e  fora co u ple of sc h il lin g s .


Among ot h e r  th ings,  yo u r newbook  "Auslöschung" (E x tinction) is a bout . . .


A n  ext in ction.



...t hepr o b lem of t he  old Nazisin Austr ia . 



T here i s a ge nuine p r o bl e m here . If  yo u were
 Love/hate?_One is_torn both ways. That's_the best_impetus_you can_possibly_have in life._If you only_love, you're lost, if_you only hate,_you're_lost too. If you like living, as I do, then you have to live_in_a perpetual_love/hate_relationship_with all things. It's a_kind of balancing act. Being_directly at_their mercy would be deadly. If you like_living,_you don't want_to be dead. Everyone likes living, even those who_kill themselves, except they no longer_have the opportunity._Because_they_can no longer back_out. (looking at the tape recorder:)_It's still running anyway, the drama_is running, dramma giocosa!



Political reality in Austria_is so provocative in itself that_there's no more scope for_provocation.



It all_finds it way into the_work somehow. There's_no real_need to worry_about this either. It just flows_in, as the_saying goes. It makes no sense,_like_him over there,_the_stupid_sculptor, to_run out and_shout_and put_up_a stupid horse and talk a_load_of nonsense, primitive stuff, that's short-term impact,_until the day after_tomorrow.



You_mean Hrdlicka?



Yes, yes, who_was just here, he comes_in here five times a day,_he left_as I_was arriving, and now he's back... each to his own. Poor_fellow, shaves his head, after two_years he shaves everything_off, and_then_he lets it_grow_again for_three years. He's poor. It makes no_sense. If_that becomes visible in your work,_then it lasts longer._Well,_I suppose it's not easy for_sculptors. They have to kiss the_city councillors' asses otherwise they_get_no_commissions, he can't make things_and cast them at home in_his living room._That's the difficult thing. Writing is easier_because_you don't need anything or anyone._You_can observe, and then you do_what_you_want with the results, only_a typewriter, and if times get_really hard, just a pencil. Or a ballpoint, you_can get one_for a couple of schillings.



Among_other_things,_your new book "Auslöschung" (Extinction) is about...



An extinction.



...the problem of_the old_Nazis in Austria.



There_is a genuine problem here. If you were