Thursday, May 15, 2008

At the Gates of Vienna, 2008

Update: Our Austrian correspondent sends additional background for my report:

One note on the begging women:

They are Roma, forced into begging by gangs. However, as of June 1st, begging with children is no longer allowed and will be punishable according to the law. Begging as such is not illegal in Vienna, the hub of Austrian socialism.


Take a close look at the photo below and see if it seems familiar:

Vienna from  the Belvedere Palace

The image on our blog’s masthead was painted by Canaletto (Giovanni Antonio Canal) in the mid-18th century. During the three-quarters of a century since the end of the second siege of Vienna, much construction had occurred outside the old city walls, and all of the buildings in the near distance in the painting had been built since 1683.

As you can see from the photo, even more building has occurred in the subsequent two and a half centuries. The line of trees on the left obscures half the landscape, but I know that the reflecting pool has disappeared and been replaced with more streets and buildings.

The Vienna Turkish embassyIn fact, the Turkish embassy (shown at the left) is situated approximately at the location of the old lake. When we walked towards the Belvedere Palace on the opposite side of the street, the armed guard seemed to be watching us carefully. I stopped a short distance away and waited until he wasn’t looking before I took the photo.

The church tower on the left of the Belvedere panorama is visible in both images, but the top of it is currently obscured by scaffolding. The dome on the right and some of the buildings in the near distance are also visible in both images.

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Vienna city wallI stayed in Vienna an extra day to see the sights, and was fortunate to have as my guide one of the Swedish participants in the Counterjihad conference (I’ll call him “Sven”), who studied for a while in Vienna and speaks German.

There’s not much left of the old city wall, but Sven was able to locate a section of it for me in the area not far from St. Stephen’s Cathedral.
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Vienna city wallThe space immediately behind the wall was backfilled with earth and rubble, and on the artificially elevated area houses and streets have been built. Included in those houses is one that Beethoven lived in, and also the “Schubert Café”.

Needless to say, Mozart, Strauss, Beethoven, and countless other composers are featured everywhere across the city. While I was there I attended a performance of The Magic Flute at the Vienna State Opera, which was the treat of a lifetime. We sat in box with a good view of the stage and the orchestra pit, and I was rapt throughout — there’s nothing like Mozart played in his home territory.

The opera building is a gorgeous example of Baroque revival architecture, with a magnificently gilded and florid interior unlike any I’ve ever seen.

The Belvedere PalaceThe architectural decoration throughout the city is astonishing in its variety and ubiquity — it seems as if any building constructed before 1930 is covered with elaborate ornamentation. Gothic, Renaissance, Baroque, Empire, Fin de Siècle, Baroque Revival, High Modern, and Deco: wherever you look, all styles are represented in the pillars, pediments, facades, balustrades, towers, gargoyles, and gateways.

The Belvedere Palace (from which vantage point both Canaletto’s painting and the photo were taken) is not just a magnificent specimen of Baroque architecture, but also houses a fine collection of late 19th and early 20th century art. The Gustav Klimt pieces are, of course, the main attraction: the building houses The Kiss and other well-know works by Klimt. But there were several Klimts I had never seen before, including a striking impressionist portrait of a woman, painted during his early period, and one of his last paintings, a luminous piece entitled Adam and Eve.

The Belvedere Palace

Also in the collection were Austrian impressionists, a Van Gogh, two Monets (one of which I had never seen), an Austrian pointillist, and a number of fine Fin de Siècle works. The statuary was less interesting, but the interior décor offered a wealth of eye candy for those whose taste runs to the Baroque.

Vienna Soviet war memorial

In stark contrast was the Soviet war memorial, down the hill from the Belvedere and not far from where the far side of the reflecting pool would be.

Vienna Soviet war memorialAccording to Sven, there has been much debate in Vienna about the Soviet memorial, whether it is an inappropriate civic monument and should be pulled down. Apparently the city has decided to keep it — or perhaps the cost of removing it would be too great — because it still stands as a model of proletarian realism.

Sven led me to many other places I never would have found on my own — the Secessionist Exhibition, the Imperial Hotel (which housed American military officers after World War Two), Freud’s favorite café, and numerous sights on the Hofburg. By moving quickly and not stopping too many times we covered a lot of territory.

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The evening before I flew home I took the U-Bahn down to the Danube so I could stroll along the promenade, watch the swans, and enjoy the mild spring weather. When I returned to the station to take the train back to my hotel, I passed a woman sitting in the corner of the landing on the stairs up to the platform. She was wearing a headscarf — whether Turkish or Romany, I couldn’t tell — and was clutching a small child. She held out her hand towards the passersby, begging for money and murmuring in a low voice using a language I couldn’t identify.

When I reached the platform, I realized that I was on the eastbound rather than the westbound side, so I returned down the stairs and crossed the lobby to an identical stairway up to the other platform.

On the landing halfway up the stairs was what seemed to be an identical woman holding an identical child in the same position and muttering in an identical voice with outstretched hand. For a moment I was confused — had I somehow become disoriented and gone back up the same stairway as before?

However, when I reach the platform I was on the westbound side, and everything was just as it should have been.

While boarding the train, I wondered if there were carbon copies of the same woman and child on all the stairways of every U-Bahn station in the city, each reaching out her hand and begging for spare change in the same tireless and timeless monotone.


My next post will address the substance of Counterjihad Vienna 2008.

13 comments:

Natalie said...

Sounds like a great trip, Baron. I think it's pretty amazing you have that picture of what's on the blog masthead. I thought it looked familiar when I first glanced at it!

OMMAG said...

The walls that are needed now in our day are not stone. They're built on knowledge and resolve.

Good pictures and congrats on making that trip.

Findalis said...

I'm envious of you. I last visited Vienna in 1980 and been wanting to revisit for years.

Thanks for the travelogue.

Robert Marchenoir said...

It's very moving to see that masthead for real. So much has been built and taken care of throughout the generations. This shows us how much there is to preserve for the future. Our responsibility is tremendous.

Remember the Bamyan Buddhas.

costin said...

I also visited Vienna for a few hours in 2003 (I had 7 hours between 2 trains so I had time to cross Vienna by foot) but I was not very impressed by it. I expected more. Italy had a much greater impact on me than Austria. I think I am not ready for it yet. its' a beautiful city though.
them women that looked alike, begging, they were most likely gypsies from Romania, I have seen them in all European cities I visited, and the posture you describe them being in seems pretty familiar.
I will be waiting for your report on the conference ( If I knew earlier about it, I would have made the trip, you should have said you were going or announce it in time because i didn't follow the schedule)

costin(romania)

Steen said...

Wellcome back !!!! We look foreward to hearing more.
Dont be modest - of course you speak german .......

You pictures, its a pity they are so small. Couldt you make them clickable up to full size ?


Steen

Baron Bodissey said...

Steen,

No, I don't speak German. Due to my etymology hobby, there are perhaps several dozen German words (mostly nouns) that I can pick out when I read them on signs and so on, but I can't speak the language at all. The grammar is a mystery. Danish is much easier.

As for larger images -- 3 reasons why I can't/won't:

1. My camera is so cheap and low-res that the large images don't look very good.

2. I keep images at our ISP, where space is limited.

3. I'm too lazy -- and also don't have extra time -- to make up the second set of images with the links to go with them.

Charlemagne said...

Baron - I'm envious!

I went to grad school in Vienna at the Wirtschaftsuniversitat Wien May-Dec 2000. My German was pretty good then but is rusty from lack of use.
My apartment was over near the Prater and I was about a 15 minute walk from the Donau (Danube).
Even then I noticed the huge number of Turks. Of course this was before 9/11 so I didn't give it much thought.
Anyway - welcome home!

Charlemagne said...

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Zeke said...

Any idea how Vienna came to have a Soviet war memorial? It was never part of the USSR, being on "our side" of the Iron Curtain.

Of course Seattle has a statue of Lennin, but some leftists went and bought it from Rusia after the fall of the USSR.

The Poster Formerly Known as Gordon said...

Zeke: Watch "The Third Man," the great 1950 movie starring Orson Welles and Joseph Cotten, for an answer to your question.

Austria and Vienna were divided by the four postwar powers just as Germany was. Unlike Germany, the four powers came to agreement in 1955 to put Austria back together again, on the condition that it remained a neutral state. That's why Austria was never in NATO before 1989.

BTW, if this were LGF I would have expected someone to have written some nonsense about what an outrage it is for the Turkish Embassy to fly the crescent over Vienna, and maybe someone should do something about it!

Lombard1985 said...

Welcome back, Baron!

Glad to see you took advatage of your time and got in some sight-seeing.

Graham Dawson (Archonix) said...

BTW, if this were LGF I would have expected someone to have written some nonsense about what an outrage it is for the Turkish Embassy to fly the crescent over Vienna, and maybe someone should do something about it!

Yeah! D*mned embassy flying the flag of its own nation outside the door! It's wrong I tells ya!

Isn't it the Danish Embassy in Algeria that's not flying it's flag right now because of people "doing something" about it? Ahh, the mentality of the mob... Charles the Second was wont to observe that the mob had to be kept happy or he'd lose his head.

Funny that.