Lübeck exhibitions circle Thomas Mann’s “Magic Mountain”: crows in the sanatorium

There can be no question in the exhibition. Here Hans Castorp isolates from reality and explores the cosmos of his consumption, which becomes a symbol of his own constitution. In the pulmonary sanatorium, in which he originally visited his sick cousin to stay in the end of seven years, he suffers subtly, his desire, time.

The Lübeck Buddenbrookhaus interprets Thomas Mann’s famous novel in the nearby St. Annen Museum in its special show “The Magic Mountain: Fiever Dream & Höhenrausch” and tells of an early, ether -dranked 20th century, which results in a terrible war.

1000 pages world literature as an illustrative exhibition with medical apparatus, erotic sculptures and sacred objects from the museum’s holdings with its medieval collection; Distributed over seven rooms that Castorps show dreamy years in the Swiss Alps rapidly. Can that go well?

If you read the entries in the guest book, some visitors have deeply disappointed. Too superficial, her judgment is that it results from the expectation that you could find “your” Thomas Mann on the 200 square meters of exhibition space.

But the curators, Barbara Eschenburg and Buddenbrookhaus director Caren Heuer, dare to experiment: they distill and steam man’s masterpiece radically in order to make it readable for a wide audience with references.

World -fuel navel show

Like an era in the collective disregard of realities into a war. How modern, longing for death and countless resentments combine to form a fatal mix, while “Mauberberg” protagonist Hans Castorp runs world-volatile umbilical show is at the center of this immersive show.

It pulls you into the aseptic light and the buzz in the first room that sounds like dangerous electrical overheating. This is where medicine presents itself around 1920, explore early X -ray images the interior of the sick and are supposed to banish pocket pluckers the pathogen of tuberculosis in insulating vessels.

The trend towards the occult as a counter -movement for physical fluoring is just as much a topic as Castorps affair with Madame Chauchate or his conversations with other patients about politics, psyche and your own end.

In the middle of a ailing society that is cared for in the sanatorium and at the same time disciplined in a variety of ways, the time is put into perspective. She is always an issue and jumps over to the neighboring St. Annen Kunsthalle, where the British artist Heather Phillipson staged her exhibition “Extra Time”. With a view of the “Magic Mountain” like the city of Lübeck, where Mann’s grandparents lived.

A parallel universe

Phillipson, born in 1978 and three years ago nominated for the important gymnast Price, always networked with the surroundings in which her works of art are created. In Lübeck, she roamed around, familiarized herself with peculiarities- and fell for the many crows that populate play and sports fields here early in the morning.

In their exhibition, they can be seen on videos, as oversized birds made of paper mache and wire they become agents of a parallel universe. The sculptures seem to play football with oranges, demonstrate with banners against environmental destruction or ride a cable car on the top floor of the Kunsthalle, which the artist declares to be a mountain top.

Phillipson creates various tableaus that you walk through to become part of the sometimes strange and sometimes scary meetings, to which the crows come together.

“Extra Time”, the English term for injury time, symbolizes the special thing about this moment: it is an extra minute. To extend time and space in which a match also comes into its crucial situation. Heather Phillipson equates this with Castorps surreal time out in the sanatorium, their visual installations could also arise from those fever dreams that search the protagonists next door.

In mythology, crows embody pretty much everything – they accompanied witches, were considered a destroyer such as a renewing and harbing of social upheavals. The artist deliberately keeps what you read in them. But Phillipson leaves no doubt that something is in the corridor that the birds populate the magic mountain for no reason.