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A day where I was floored by a documentary exhibit on the judicial fates of Nazi perpetrators, prepared by folks from\u00a0the commemorative site of the concentration camp Neuen Gamme and displayed at the Hamburg town hall. I will report on this in more depth later; suffice it to say that many of the death sentences for camp SS wo\/men were never enacted, many of the prison sentences commuted, and those in prison released in 1955\/56 as a condition to join NATO.<\/p>\n
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A day where I watched the inaugural address live on TV, shivering over the anti-semitic word choice of America First and, more generally, nauseated by the nationalism and populism.<\/p>\n
A day where I’ll spend the night in some ritzy hotel near the airport to fly home tomorrow – wondering if I will have the strength to join the women’s march in PDX shortly after my arrival, having to get up at 3:30 am.<\/p>\n
A day where I am thinking how an artist can contribute to fight normalization of the unspeakable.<\/p>\n
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I’ve learned about\u00a0several exemplary women artists during this trip, all of whom defied convention and pursued change. I had reported on Paula Becker Modersohn already, but also encountered Dorothea Tanning again (wife of Max Ernst) a truly innovate Dadaist, Leonor Fini who I fell in love with, and Leonora Carrington (I had never heard of the latter two.) They were part of a terrific exhibition on surrealism in the Hamburger Kunsthalle, with large parts of the exhibition displaying works from private collections, true discoveries.<\/p>\n
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And then there was Leonore Mau, exhibited at the Museum im Jenisch Park, a first rate woman photographer, fearless as they come, traveling in pursuit of honest documentation of the world until the age of 97.<\/p>\n
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Someone else has better words than I for why we need to have these artists, support these artists, be these artists in the years to come. I admire him as a friend, as a journalist, as a learned, thoughtful man and am glad that his writing below can lift the darkness hanging over all of us on this January 20th, 2017.<\/p>\n