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Written by Kim Poldner
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Monday, 15 December 2008 |
I
tore her out of an Austrian newspaper three months ago and she has been
in my notebook ever since. In between diary scribbles, graphics and
intelligent professor quotes, she just lied there. Patiently waiting
for me to devote a story to her it seemed. She sometimes fell out of my
notebook on the grey floor of a lecture hall or classmates saw her
suddenly appear from the pages. They would give me a smile in those
instances and their grin indicated: 'Funny fashion girl'. During hours
of discussing quantitative methods and 'A journal' publication
strategies, she reminded me of what I came here for in the first place.
Her company gave me consolation: it was not just about becoming part of
the printed-words-on-paper-production-factory called university. Life
is also about visuals, aesthetics and colors, together composing the
story that each of us carries and co-creates.
So who is this girl? Just a model wearing an intriguing dress? A dress
that reminds me of folklore costumes of the Alper highlands poured into
a sexy fashion version. A model with hair ribboned in a classical way,
referring to haircuts from the Middle Ages. She wears 'clog' shoes,
possibly inspired from what people think we Dutchies wear. A
composition of cultures, times, religions, blended into one image that
I'm trying to describe now in black and white. As a story, that will
become part of all those other stories.
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