Showing posts with label 'The Castle'. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 'The Castle'. Show all posts

Monday, 23 May 2022

Kafkaesque Diversion 2.1: The Passage (trans_late)



Original Images: West Leicester, April 2022


The diary has the lights on, and there are electric lights. Everything here is small but well maintained (the place was the best). The hallway is very high and one person has an account. Tours are attached to the terrain. The walls on both sides end under the lid. Twofold wars ventilate, thus the basement has small rooms without windows. The night end of this area was not completely covered by the war in the river (nor also in the rooms).






Photo-Manipulations: May 2022





Many trees will be near the main silent clearing - the glass glade (but not too expensive). The voices were well placed, they stood only in a word or two, they did not speak for themselves, they were dictated or the most beautiful - especially from the mountains, in the gorge garden, and the word 'saschi'. K. hurts what was received in this way, in the light of many then-government teams. Time (the building) is built, and a number of psychiatrists will be detained.

And...













Saturday, 21 May 2022

Kafkaesque Diversion 2.0: 'The Passage'

 


All Original Images: West Leicester, February 2022


"The servant doused his lantern because here there was bright electric light. Everything here was small but daintily constructed. The best possible use was made of space. The passage was just high enough for a person to walk upright. Down the sides, the doors almost touched. The walls on either side stopped short of the ceiling; this was no doubt for ventilation purposes, because in this deep, cellar-like passage the tiny rooms presumably had no windows...












All Experiments: May 2022


"The disadvantage of these not quite complete walls was the noise in the passage and inevitably also in the rooms. Many rooms seemed to be occupied, in most the people were still awake, you heard voices, hammering, the clink of glasses...















"The voices were muffled, no more than the odd word could be made out, nor did there seem to be conversations going on, probably someone was just dictating something or reading something out, particularly from the rooms giving out the sound of glasses and dishes not a word could be heard and hammering reminded K. of something that he had been told somewhere, namely that many officials, to relax from the constant mental exertion, from time to time did a little carpentry, light engineering, that sort of thing." [1.]









[1.]: Franz Kafka, 'The Castle' (Trans. J.A. Underwood), London, Penguin, 1926/1997




Tuesday, 19 April 2022

Completed Painting: 'The Castle/Le Grand Hotel 1'

 


'The Castle/Le Grand Hotel 1', Paper Collage & Acrylics on Panel, 600 mm x 600 mm, 2022


  • Travels in time
  • The mediated map (The screen)
  • The view across two rivers
  • The Bohemian memory
  • The buried text
  • Additional information (Search filters)
  • New developments
  • The constructed edifice
  • The Land Surveyor (K.)
  • The bridge adjacent
  • The tower
  • Notel
  • Entry prohibited
  • An inversion
  • Blue overall (Marcel)
  • The tourist guide
  • The precise execution





















Wednesday, 30 March 2022

Completed Photoshop Experiments (Untitled)

 


All Images: Untitled Photoshop Experiments, March 2022



"On the whole, seen from this distance, the castle matched K.'s expectations. It was neither an old-style knight's stronghold, nor a modern palace, but an extended complex consisting of a few two-storeyed but a great many lower buildings set close together, had you not known it was a castle, you might have taken it for a small town. K. saw only a tower, there was no telling whether it belonged to a residential building or to a church. Flocks of crows wheeled around it." [1.]














"His eyes fixed on the castle, K. walked on, nothing else concerned him. As he came closer, however, the castle disappointed him, it really was just a wretched-looking small town, a collection of rustic hovels, its only distinction being that, possibly, everything was built of stone, though the paint had peeled off long since and the stone looked as if it was crumbling away. K. had a fleeting memory of his old home town, it was scarcely inferior to this so-called castle, if K. had only been interested in sightseeing it would have been a waste of all the travelling, he would have done better to revisit his old home, where he had not been for so long." [2.]












[1. & 2.]: Franz Kafka, 'The Castle' (Trans. J.A. Underwood), London, Penguin, 1997/1926.




Saturday, 25 September 2021

Kafkaesque Diversion 1.1: 'The Castle' (trans_late)

 


All Images: August-September 2021


"K began to take notice.  So the castle had appointed him land surveyor.  On the one hand this was to his  disadvantage, since it showed they knew all they needed to know about him up at the castle, had weighed up the balance of forces, and were entering the fray with a smile.  But on the other hand it was also to his advantage, because it showed, he felt, that they underestimated him and that he was going to have more freedom than he might have hoped for at the outset.  And if they thought that with this intellectually no doubt superior recognition of his land surveyorship they could keep him in a permanent state of fright, then they were wrong, it sent a little shiver down his spine, that was all." [1.]



"K is started.  Also Hatte is the castle for landowners.  It is therefore necessary to show that, on the basis of the castle, all over the past, the authorities shall be required to do so and so be reckoned with a dish on the grass.  However, on the other side, there is also a section of this, which is important, as it is underestimated and has more freedom, but it has also been improved.  Back to the beginning, to the end with intelligent integration for more than half the time our company will be able to decide whether to happen or what will happen."






[1.]:  Franz Kafka, 'The Castle', (Trans. A. Underwood), London/NYC, Penguin, 1997 (First Pub. 1926)




Monday, 20 September 2021

Kafkaesque Diversion 1.0: The Castle (trans_late)



All Images: August 2021


"Even More, aber es war ein langer weg.  This street, the main road of the village, which is not even close to Burgberg, is only close to the city, but it can be seen with a view from above, and it is not far from the castle that is not far away.  K. in the event of constant damages, the road will be abandoned in the direction of the castle, it will be very safe, and it will be rewarded in particular.  More information about what our main pages are, what the next world wars are, what other war conflicts are, how they approach, how it is possible with Hauschen und vereiste Fensterscheiben und Schnee und niemamand in der Nahe - schliesslich der Haupstrasse verschlang ihn eine eine Schmale gasse, but still snowing, your feet are a bit, it can be done, you can start, you start to swear, you have a nice break and you don't have much more."