tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-57114144363014781752024-03-16T02:12:23.797+01:00bibcomicbibliothek comic : aus dem Leben des Bibliotheksdirektors B.D.Herwig Jobsthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08299516276521872745noreply@blogger.comBlogger1138125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5711414436301478175.post-28252070741044445382024-03-12T21:14:00.000+01:002024-03-12T21:14:40.020+01:00Das WienMuseum als KI-Design (5) <div style="text-align: left;">832. Episode </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">A.E. (Alter Ego): Gar keine KI-generierten Finger diesmal? </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">B.D.: Jetzt geht's ums ganze Museum: Der Dachaufsatz in dieser Form kann nur das Resultat einer KI-Bildgenerierung aus dem Jahr 2015 (Architekturwettbewerbsende) sein. Mit folgender Vorgabe: Fensterlose Ausstellungshalle als Quader auf vorhandenes Museumsgebäude (ohne optischen Bezug, nur gleiche Länge und Breite) mit 5 Meter Höhenabstand und sichtbarer Haltekonstruktion setzen. Das war's, und das ist's: gemäss Stand der KI 2015. Was deutlich zu sehen ist. </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_3M_i2vEuPoHpiVlHEgQgFUEBXDASv4NKVhAOlHcbuhjds-EspnyCgfGa4wNYGSfGoRzd0iwMBYZliLh7REWqgBL8LHEL4WFtOfx_TELNCLf8x-Sb7nJJxOaWP-nF4QSjAsQjpI79IiGuPx3oEOVjUr-9ErDG1TflC2DjBpZAvQqfkAZmX1CzNGhe0E4/s2252/20230518_110819_resized.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1477" data-original-width="2252" height="420" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_3M_i2vEuPoHpiVlHEgQgFUEBXDASv4NKVhAOlHcbuhjds-EspnyCgfGa4wNYGSfGoRzd0iwMBYZliLh7REWqgBL8LHEL4WFtOfx_TELNCLf8x-Sb7nJJxOaWP-nF4QSjAsQjpI79IiGuPx3oEOVjUr-9ErDG1TflC2DjBpZAvQqfkAZmX1CzNGhe0E4/w640-h420/20230518_110819_resized.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><p> </p>Herwig Jobsthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08299516276521872745noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5711414436301478175.post-72304346367193479092024-03-08T20:48:00.000+01:002024-03-08T20:48:41.053+01:00KI im WienMuseum aktiv (4)<div style="text-align: left;"> 831. Episode </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">A.E. (Alter Ego): Noch ein Gemälde mit missglückter Hand im WienMuseum ... </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">B.D.: Und wieder typisch KI (künstliche Intelligenz). Auch bin ich mir inzwischen ziemlich sicher, dass sie im WienMuseum nicht nur Gemälde generiert hat, sondern weit darüber hinausgehend aktiv war ... </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiia86HoKAH4B8yxTeZLbWsBb2qOzvqcnbKjEnZ7IaTEL5bJNr19dIDLuVWxURedj1Fch9QotwkORvyf7kFDCoKrrzeo1-8go1AoaAhsaRP17vlaHnKE_eTU7UfR7G5qmOOI_GWGHyBMr0d8_cxWllPHce6ncWqRKiL9-ajsvrB_USe_4Cbj0StpmSX36w/s1566/20240303_143131_resized.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1566" data-original-width="1174" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiia86HoKAH4B8yxTeZLbWsBb2qOzvqcnbKjEnZ7IaTEL5bJNr19dIDLuVWxURedj1Fch9QotwkORvyf7kFDCoKrrzeo1-8go1AoaAhsaRP17vlaHnKE_eTU7UfR7G5qmOOI_GWGHyBMr0d8_cxWllPHce6ncWqRKiL9-ajsvrB_USe_4Cbj0StpmSX36w/w480-h640/20240303_143131_resized.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>Herwig Jobsthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08299516276521872745noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5711414436301478175.post-22551223129207764432024-03-07T15:53:00.000+01:002024-03-07T15:53:34.908+01:00bildproduzierende KI im WienMuseum (3) <div style="text-align: left;">830. Episode </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">A.E. (Alter Ego): Da hast Du ja schon wieder ein Barock-Gemälde aus dem WienMuseum! </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">B.D.: Und schon wieder ist es nicht aus dem Barock, sondern tut nur so: Die Bild-generierende Künstliche Intelligenz ist schon ganz gut in der Stil-Nachahmung, aber an Hand und Fingern scheitert sie noch immer, so auch hier. </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span>Und langsam </span>stellt sich die Frage, wer die KI beauftragt hat, und wie die Bilder ins WienMuseum gekommen sind. </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuS4ZOYKPfkAyrCHoJvLTbk-gSWwwNAIkul3lvjh2raP6QajksQeImfTE8e_rahGW6-ET8ge0WoDQz7O425RbKIgR5SaBmesBu0JTR5v3yaSL_ufs22-dYMH5G3Oxj62jtHtWiaevJGdvF_N9XAkWI_e2E3TE0DyldhRCqhc6UCZFD7giiJzoDOTNENP4/s1536/20240303_132101_resized.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="1536" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuS4ZOYKPfkAyrCHoJvLTbk-gSWwwNAIkul3lvjh2raP6QajksQeImfTE8e_rahGW6-ET8ge0WoDQz7O425RbKIgR5SaBmesBu0JTR5v3yaSL_ufs22-dYMH5G3Oxj62jtHtWiaevJGdvF_N9XAkWI_e2E3TE0DyldhRCqhc6UCZFD7giiJzoDOTNENP4/w640-h480/20240303_132101_resized.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>Herwig Jobsthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08299516276521872745noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5711414436301478175.post-63717062073219072672024-03-05T21:44:00.000+01:002024-03-05T21:44:11.070+01:00bildproduzierende KI (2)829. Episode <div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;">A.E. (Alter Ego): In der Fischer-von-Erlach-Ausstellung im WienMuseum gibt es ein Porträt von ihm - echt Barock. </span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;">B.D.: Ja - aber nur, bis Du seine Hand und Finger siehst: die sind typisch KI-generiert. Zu klein, verdreht, ungeeignet für Architekturentwürfe. </span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilhn6x3mpCA-4WKxwfRe1Ha08AwinF_LDDMo1d0FIfDE3QQ5i_HAOn5jlsjWvXJSCfRzOTlhCuWCKwwjwvnOMbQdYlZtmoEMTnfh50mKqSzh7t71p-Qr_X_R5KkbCuglbzqLxo9FYPp0zjm2VBv1RJPsXWy5qf9OtFsj2M5ddQkogz6xtfew2vF-q45dI/s1762/20240303_133519_resized_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1762" data-original-width="1322" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilhn6x3mpCA-4WKxwfRe1Ha08AwinF_LDDMo1d0FIfDE3QQ5i_HAOn5jlsjWvXJSCfRzOTlhCuWCKwwjwvnOMbQdYlZtmoEMTnfh50mKqSzh7t71p-Qr_X_R5KkbCuglbzqLxo9FYPp0zjm2VBv1RJPsXWy5qf9OtFsj2M5ddQkogz6xtfew2vF-q45dI/w480-h640/20240303_133519_resized_1.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><div><br /></div></div>Herwig Jobsthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08299516276521872745noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5711414436301478175.post-403565665101107192024-03-04T23:36:00.005+01:002024-03-04T23:42:11.689+01:00bildproduzierende KI (Künstliche Intelligenz)<div style="text-align: left;"> 828. Episode </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">A.E. (Alter Ego): Das ist das Ölgemälde "Maria Theresia" von Martin van Meytens, 1744, im WienMuseum. Aber warum zeigst Du uns das?</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">B.D.: Angeblich ist es ja 280 Jahre alt. Aber schau Dir die Hand an: das Bild ist KI-generiert (Finger sind weiterhin ein Problem): 2024, für die Wiedereröffnung des Museums. </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjD2lXA6bANPDFkjXuMDy_Bwdcar4MVpi2NHBkRal6U64g0qITQ93uso4jFk4g01XhiiD3vAGoSMV30ty6eAkNxqWcs2dtee4cN_9Jv-Vsrjd03wc0RzKcrmxl47_650rvkwnjd7TSwB4yI1VVTEUQcl_BZ4qMbfpVrILD16D6n8ABz83qOydaK-RbuGU/s627/20240303_113042_resized.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="470" data-original-width="627" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjD2lXA6bANPDFkjXuMDy_Bwdcar4MVpi2NHBkRal6U64g0qITQ93uso4jFk4g01XhiiD3vAGoSMV30ty6eAkNxqWcs2dtee4cN_9Jv-Vsrjd03wc0RzKcrmxl47_650rvkwnjd7TSwB4yI1VVTEUQcl_BZ4qMbfpVrILD16D6n8ABz83qOydaK-RbuGU/w640-h480/20240303_113042_resized.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div>Herwig Jobsthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08299516276521872745noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5711414436301478175.post-17404730589617068732024-03-02T21:17:00.000+01:002024-03-02T21:17:44.435+01:00Himmel und Hölle <div style="text-align: left;"> 827. Episode </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">A.E. (Alter Ego): Warum glauben wir, dass die Hölle immer unten und rot ist, und der Himmel in der Höhe? Wer schon einmal oben im Stephansdom war, weiss, dass das kein angenehmer Ort ist. Dann schon lieber dort, wo es bequem ist, wo geheizt wird und es was zu essen und trinken gibt. </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">B.D.: Na gut. Dann heisst diese Episode eben "Hölle und Himmel".</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNTOPLBtJk4VUnVY6_wgsMOsbR3xpp6TGyeeUb2Vbn0HLyUxc3dCbMbBaKwoktTYsdWkcc3MEBoWWF3YZ7dtyntl_TwNsIJd6g9aJW9XcHVb3Nf9MHq0vjaUa-hTj_kg_z8hZEmLXhFj8dD7FFPPsLBKZ2ZxuqUoIq6sjPERZOTWO38VK93nZWp6oXD5w/s2628/20240219_190147_resized%202.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2628" data-original-width="1971" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNTOPLBtJk4VUnVY6_wgsMOsbR3xpp6TGyeeUb2Vbn0HLyUxc3dCbMbBaKwoktTYsdWkcc3MEBoWWF3YZ7dtyntl_TwNsIJd6g9aJW9XcHVb3Nf9MHq0vjaUa-hTj_kg_z8hZEmLXhFj8dD7FFPPsLBKZ2ZxuqUoIq6sjPERZOTWO38VK93nZWp6oXD5w/w476-h640/20240219_190147_resized%202.jpg" width="476" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><p><br /></p>Herwig Jobsthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08299516276521872745noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5711414436301478175.post-84082312167774791142024-02-25T22:20:00.003+01:002024-02-27T21:55:30.527+01:00oben und unten rot <p> 826. Episode</p><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">A.E. (Alter Ego): In der Männermode spielen rote Hüte und Schuhe keine Rolle. Was soll das also? </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">B.D.: Schuhe und Hut sind die Begrenzungen des Körpers in seiner vertikalen Ausdehnung. Das wird hier sehr anschaulich demonstriert. </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyFtboPCSRL7zdlx-5ZlCdmAwFC0_7Ssf_kSHxn2Mw-A8NeWAFK-GGF6faNK-uJ5eoVor3C8k8Pzx6YYVsSaLHq4mMdr5fnl3FVlM89POCFwRBFlLWxeE5MttGniVhc-4shyphenhyphenk3EhrjfuMvkKKU5Zs1ZwfxXe9FhFMIwxZxLK4q1npjaRi1x8QJDTPUzWI/s722/20240225_112942_resized.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="722" data-original-width="373" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyFtboPCSRL7zdlx-5ZlCdmAwFC0_7Ssf_kSHxn2Mw-A8NeWAFK-GGF6faNK-uJ5eoVor3C8k8Pzx6YYVsSaLHq4mMdr5fnl3FVlM89POCFwRBFlLWxeE5MttGniVhc-4shyphenhyphenk3EhrjfuMvkKKU5Zs1ZwfxXe9FhFMIwxZxLK4q1npjaRi1x8QJDTPUzWI/w330-h640/20240225_112942_resized.jpg" width="330" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>Herwig Jobsthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08299516276521872745noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5711414436301478175.post-61248261456132310252024-02-06T21:47:00.000+01:002024-02-06T21:47:40.076+01:00die mediale Welt der roten Nägel<div style="text-align: left;"> 825. Episode </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">A.E. (Alter Ego): Rot lackierte Nägel werden immer mehr zu einem Fetisch für dich ... </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">B.D.: Vielleicht, denn sie gehören zu den wenigen bleibenden Konstanten in der so variabel gewordenen Welt der Medien (Buch, Handy, und weitere werden folgen) </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzROEzD7bGzWy24yBK0BL5EMYHUyLN2T1-t1Gqo7AFr9Nj7uut2VXGv09_NXshR91v-dvn2x2gDD9TLBr-PwyiOKPujUzTuLiAWofruB-tIQzf11qwgCfHODfXaK1egUA27F1AciKxgOrljYQKiJ_VQK9xRYy-G8eOHbWZqRIyOzRYYYHyCCSdkQh2EFw/s1007/20230822_183309_resized%202.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="755" data-original-width="1007" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzROEzD7bGzWy24yBK0BL5EMYHUyLN2T1-t1Gqo7AFr9Nj7uut2VXGv09_NXshR91v-dvn2x2gDD9TLBr-PwyiOKPujUzTuLiAWofruB-tIQzf11qwgCfHODfXaK1egUA27F1AciKxgOrljYQKiJ_VQK9xRYy-G8eOHbWZqRIyOzRYYYHyCCSdkQh2EFw/w640-h480/20230822_183309_resized%202.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: x-small;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigMBmDmWbDsTmZfyrho2t5zTp9B11h1Oko0YTAreNqh2g3TEeATZYD0OXa0bOK3ZcRwK9GQcOK7wKwiHz1X4DIvhSGzsTxo-_6GsM0vVO51TKBVNi7ES_O-ytJJs7vkqQgdwKgBbntLblKk8hZ9bL4Cyp1Mf1adLuFfefXsVHgHfeRKLSYMrVC3Uc1HE4/s902/20240205_131248.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="676" data-original-width="902" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigMBmDmWbDsTmZfyrho2t5zTp9B11h1Oko0YTAreNqh2g3TEeATZYD0OXa0bOK3ZcRwK9GQcOK7wKwiHz1X4DIvhSGzsTxo-_6GsM0vVO51TKBVNi7ES_O-ytJJs7vkqQgdwKgBbntLblKk8hZ9bL4Cyp1Mf1adLuFfefXsVHgHfeRKLSYMrVC3Uc1HE4/w640-h480/20240205_131248.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>Herwig Jobsthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08299516276521872745noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5711414436301478175.post-17341357110831776352024-02-02T17:38:00.005+01:002024-02-02T17:42:46.224+01:00hell und dunkel, grau und farbig<div style="text-align: left;"> 824. Episode </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">A.E. (Alter Ego): Ich habe gelernt, und durch eigene Anschauung bestätigt gesehen, dass Farben Licht brauchen, um sichtbar zu sein. Ohne Licht werden sie grau. </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">Warum ist das da anders? </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">B.D.: Bei Tag braucht die Stadt die Farben nicht, um gesehen zu werden. Bei Nacht schon. </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;">Blick auf Wien von der Hohen Warte bei Tag</div><div style="text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGx5u9HS1rUS9fM4NTAga5clG_CfoZiTkxpGW8Wwlmf9RECc-F9FVo2YA1PGieGWNPUURX7h_nfB0hW49rJnHXhQgUpy_CfsXsub0ddNitr23YN0akJfR-xcr1CxqpxOc7nuhVbVOM9Ttv_PM4muy_gr5pOmxno6CB6onfOw5fdqoWyEKioBiu9bEHy-g/s1637/20240131_162351_resized.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="563" data-original-width="1637" height="220" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGx5u9HS1rUS9fM4NTAga5clG_CfoZiTkxpGW8Wwlmf9RECc-F9FVo2YA1PGieGWNPUURX7h_nfB0hW49rJnHXhQgUpy_CfsXsub0ddNitr23YN0akJfR-xcr1CxqpxOc7nuhVbVOM9Ttv_PM4muy_gr5pOmxno6CB6onfOw5fdqoWyEKioBiu9bEHy-g/w640-h220/20240131_162351_resized.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Blick auf Wien von der Hohen Warte bei Nacht</div><div style="text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg76_CvwMkaknGFaEirVrxecJnU-oO7hFgsX4fZqlWD3r56fN7XmuPuIXKF0JvBuHz7nltVUViWYvKyWi_F4V_EApuQJnFgQdvMJ-xO1HqweCPoP8JEZ8SUeCJN4jV6MqLykNAIPO_fVPpxs7ZduewdAxSTsIww240yelyaFaDDbj40Vhbtz1eHB2EpfJ4/s4032/20240124_171407.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1476" data-original-width="4032" height="234" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg76_CvwMkaknGFaEirVrxecJnU-oO7hFgsX4fZqlWD3r56fN7XmuPuIXKF0JvBuHz7nltVUViWYvKyWi_F4V_EApuQJnFgQdvMJ-xO1HqweCPoP8JEZ8SUeCJN4jV6MqLykNAIPO_fVPpxs7ZduewdAxSTsIww240yelyaFaDDbj40Vhbtz1eHB2EpfJ4/w640-h234/20240124_171407.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>Herwig Jobsthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08299516276521872745noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5711414436301478175.post-82419900754998830692024-01-28T21:34:00.000+01:002024-01-28T21:34:45.344+01:00Gold und Rauch <div style="text-align: left;"> 823. Episode </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">A.E. (Alter Ego): Was machen die zwei Frauen an der Hausfront im 18. Bezirk in Wien? </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">B.D.: Die eine repräsentiert die Kunst, die andere raucht. Ihre Hände/Arme zeigen dabei eine darüber hinausgehende Parallelität. </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeIMfpfKSvOlCVoIEsmgOTtA9vaBKNNjN7fOV4XdN6UoG3Fuzju8RL4v-Y-8cNw4eWHe_nLA08BuffYIomAsynHIG9PrNf4IztrkC6T1wjj6do83b5FNpZeu0-nQQmS9-7jTMNqT0chTShitfUgLKgtv8aSxMO0uozPj9ALSWLs3VMD1adIWKfKKdhJOE/s1333/20240128_113325_resized.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="1333" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeIMfpfKSvOlCVoIEsmgOTtA9vaBKNNjN7fOV4XdN6UoG3Fuzju8RL4v-Y-8cNw4eWHe_nLA08BuffYIomAsynHIG9PrNf4IztrkC6T1wjj6do83b5FNpZeu0-nQQmS9-7jTMNqT0chTShitfUgLKgtv8aSxMO0uozPj9ALSWLs3VMD1adIWKfKKdhJOE/w640-h480/20240128_113325_resized.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGc3Kj4OsBOaaWGSdO0KA9M2VA5lRnuXTnTkb56N6Gyq46saNFH9NZtVOqBhsL1e0oxUC57nF-Q_m2auShib3oCclmx4Npvbjid1jNWUb5FxqJHzKXauHVkGREyqkYBGND-9s4-adHEV7AYzshEtwWai2a44Lq_9OM0wXciuRyvj6ypYHQFK7rueNfSfQ/s262/20240128_113325_resized%202.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="197" data-original-width="262" height="481" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGc3Kj4OsBOaaWGSdO0KA9M2VA5lRnuXTnTkb56N6Gyq46saNFH9NZtVOqBhsL1e0oxUC57nF-Q_m2auShib3oCclmx4Npvbjid1jNWUb5FxqJHzKXauHVkGREyqkYBGND-9s4-adHEV7AYzshEtwWai2a44Lq_9OM0wXciuRyvj6ypYHQFK7rueNfSfQ/w640-h481/20240128_113325_resized%202.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>Herwig Jobsthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08299516276521872745noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5711414436301478175.post-37543273614373009222024-01-09T21:38:00.004+01:002024-01-09T23:10:12.802+01:00was gibt es da zu sehen? <p>822. Episode </p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Und was soll man da sehen: Den Schnee? Das Fahrrad? Die Strasse? Den Kreis? Das Oval? Das Dreieck? Das Weiss? Das Schwarz? Den Winter? Den Stillstand? </span> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkYhb6PyU5jNs6h3ezhGqIQxRdBYjI4syOeI7CcHYltJOcHWtMp4lch6vpblt7A-WdnXzmhUbumoW26xpzPkgS0Y4GUxG0Za2BSP7QkBoqo4yTIMb1m6Htovj4-89zg9rY_4CDuBDS8B3-EhUpy4faaOYH2zqbxq68Yr8_zwy23vJexv0die4oLvuYeyk/s2987/schnee%20fahrrad.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2951" data-original-width="2987" height="395" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkYhb6PyU5jNs6h3ezhGqIQxRdBYjI4syOeI7CcHYltJOcHWtMp4lch6vpblt7A-WdnXzmhUbumoW26xpzPkgS0Y4GUxG0Za2BSP7QkBoqo4yTIMb1m6Htovj4-89zg9rY_4CDuBDS8B3-EhUpy4faaOYH2zqbxq68Yr8_zwy23vJexv0die4oLvuYeyk/w400-h395/schnee%20fahrrad.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p>Herwig Jobsthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08299516276521872745noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5711414436301478175.post-59108520067110834252024-01-02T21:34:00.001+01:002024-01-02T21:34:39.857+01:00angewandte Geometrie <div style="text-align: left;">821. Episode </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">A.E. (Alter Ego): Schon wieder der Mond! Mit einem Kometen? Oder einem Flugzeug? Oder einer Neujahrsrakete? </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">B.D.: Oder Halbkreis und Gerade auf einer grauen Leinwand. </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAP21_0qDlsaNZenyv-wK5vD8vj-W8TFZnRHAqf-exhdsM6fgaR-G7hdmB_UMZkmobNgp-f9oPeP7flbfe2mbIWcOy96BbWys19hZW9IojPdv6MrN4XZ50D_j7eWvhyphenhyphenmmiWRCwRkPl12AfmT_WsIJ1mUWEsk9yOZrlOLBTG-xZ-xctu1NWrHN240dSTOQ/s3653/20231218_160840.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2740" data-original-width="3653" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAP21_0qDlsaNZenyv-wK5vD8vj-W8TFZnRHAqf-exhdsM6fgaR-G7hdmB_UMZkmobNgp-f9oPeP7flbfe2mbIWcOy96BbWys19hZW9IojPdv6MrN4XZ50D_j7eWvhyphenhyphenmmiWRCwRkPl12AfmT_WsIJ1mUWEsk9yOZrlOLBTG-xZ-xctu1NWrHN240dSTOQ/w640-h480/20231218_160840.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>Herwig Jobsthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08299516276521872745noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5711414436301478175.post-33898895752258700302023-12-26T21:45:00.000+01:002023-12-26T21:45:32.451+01:00Schönbrunn und der Mond <div style="text-align: left;"> 820. Episode </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">A.E. (Alter Ego): Das glaubt dir doch niemand, dass du das so gesehen hast! </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">B.D.: Habe ich auch nicht. Aber meine Kamera hat. </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijFjqtMA9T5kFH4rO9AcCoNm5IG4sjL24ObR9C3xNoYSJeIO6FBZd6R7ySK73As9qnKwuitxDw6HQSq9-_1lsF6gQISn2CH8D-DJMNUGyxMRPeoJf9yj2sPkFcE1O-ZZssmVqO30V2pOuCOPO9G9dFNTQBS_1J2EiS3snJbKtqMGnRbMpHJyzrMIVlsZY/s3808/20231217_175320.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2856" data-original-width="3808" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijFjqtMA9T5kFH4rO9AcCoNm5IG4sjL24ObR9C3xNoYSJeIO6FBZd6R7ySK73As9qnKwuitxDw6HQSq9-_1lsF6gQISn2CH8D-DJMNUGyxMRPeoJf9yj2sPkFcE1O-ZZssmVqO30V2pOuCOPO9G9dFNTQBS_1J2EiS3snJbKtqMGnRbMpHJyzrMIVlsZY/w640-h480/20231217_175320.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>Herwig Jobsthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08299516276521872745noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5711414436301478175.post-89109020413404413292023-12-18T23:30:00.000+01:002023-12-18T23:30:31.721+01:00wohin geht er? <p>819. Episode </p><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">A.E. (Alter Ego): Wer? </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">B.D.: Der rote Schuh! - Bordell? Kastell? Karussell? Rondell? Appell? Duell? </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCio9MoM1_q3w-iM1A2_Qhpv1l_Lg1k590RffbJWErqUPYX_nlYbWYgzOohMN4eK4QnK_w_eZNbltZCFA4EZeCn29EmhxhZ5MuaGrQAzm2CMdcr45m5Lxq1QRHX2ByNfHaXbfAOKvG4BWsVYjT9YYZfseZ26xYrvnnA0daMfWfJmjQ3SQujh9Fb2Um3UQ/s1698/20231214_183820_resized%202.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1698" data-original-width="1273" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCio9MoM1_q3w-iM1A2_Qhpv1l_Lg1k590RffbJWErqUPYX_nlYbWYgzOohMN4eK4QnK_w_eZNbltZCFA4EZeCn29EmhxhZ5MuaGrQAzm2CMdcr45m5Lxq1QRHX2ByNfHaXbfAOKvG4BWsVYjT9YYZfseZ26xYrvnnA0daMfWfJmjQ3SQujh9Fb2Um3UQ/w480-h640/20231214_183820_resized%202.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>Herwig Jobsthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08299516276521872745noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5711414436301478175.post-69655743931280751692023-12-08T23:29:00.000+01:002023-12-08T23:29:28.128+01:00der rote Weihnachtsmarkt <div style="text-align: left;">818. Episode </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">A.E. (Alter Ego): Das ist ja die Rückseite der Verkaufsstände des Weihnachtsmarkts im Türkenschanzpark in Wien! Aber warum ist eine rot? </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">B.D.: Das ist sie nur für uns, denen das auffällt. Die anderen sehen es gar nicht. Für sie ist alles grün. </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3Alb2kuvKFi5SeEsUgWpdqgTXwustonrXsPLhUpgcyEtWZuN1BavNf9JRT_m8Qc1-vhuGTqOfVLcI_HkSKK6w_mPBdnR8P0HbnslvRnXlFYZxeComTNc5WOHgI37U4r-EyjJKmdFsP_sSy6R5AlvsVTD0pqf9cBDsw47YoBRLpcIGACTw2yb45jHuRSc/s2199/20231130_113947_resized.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1649" data-original-width="2199" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3Alb2kuvKFi5SeEsUgWpdqgTXwustonrXsPLhUpgcyEtWZuN1BavNf9JRT_m8Qc1-vhuGTqOfVLcI_HkSKK6w_mPBdnR8P0HbnslvRnXlFYZxeComTNc5WOHgI37U4r-EyjJKmdFsP_sSy6R5AlvsVTD0pqf9cBDsw47YoBRLpcIGACTw2yb45jHuRSc/w640-h480/20231130_113947_resized.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>Herwig Jobsthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08299516276521872745noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5711414436301478175.post-43590806657667730482023-11-30T21:51:00.000+01:002023-11-30T21:51:15.091+01:00die Natur als Ressourcenverschwender<p> 817. Episode </p><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">A.E. (Alter Ego): Dass der Baum im Herbst so einfach alles zu Boden fallen lässt, was er monatelang mühsam aufgebaut hat ... </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">B.D.: Ja, er ist ein ungeheurer Rohstoffvernichter: ca 5000 Liter Wasser verbraucht er im Jahr, die komplexen biologischen und chemischen Substanzen für die aufwendige Produktion der Blätter saugt er ungefragt aus dem Boden, und nach ein paar Monaten wirft er alles von sich - inclusive der Pigmente für die Farben Rot, Gelb und Braun, die ein paar Tage lang seiner Eitelkeit dienen müssen. Und das jedes Jahr wieder! Ein Leben lang! - Wenn ich so mit meiner Kleidung umgehen würde ... </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgM7N0MpbWRoDAb_CdkyOb4smji1QJwenIDuje3iDGcWj1j6Jzn4Ovct_Y30M3TxLSLTKBioT-xf-ObVhHzmweDI2ZxXL0OAF5n3rnlPlORsfcNkRZaYyMIDFZzC1e3KZjh9cbLR1pFnQGfxdO2AHriOeCLwJ9A4zlnEypzlIoEGDyiRKe1PiFnd-WVBaE/s1727/20231130_104901_resized.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1727" data-original-width="1295" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgM7N0MpbWRoDAb_CdkyOb4smji1QJwenIDuje3iDGcWj1j6Jzn4Ovct_Y30M3TxLSLTKBioT-xf-ObVhHzmweDI2ZxXL0OAF5n3rnlPlORsfcNkRZaYyMIDFZzC1e3KZjh9cbLR1pFnQGfxdO2AHriOeCLwJ9A4zlnEypzlIoEGDyiRKe1PiFnd-WVBaE/w480-h640/20231130_104901_resized.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>Herwig Jobsthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08299516276521872745noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5711414436301478175.post-59869110206971249972023-11-23T21:11:00.003+01:002023-11-23T21:11:42.045+01:00warum schon wieder Rot? <p> 816. Episode </p><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">A.E. (Alter Ego): Schon wieder Rot! Warum immer wieder Rot? </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">B.D.: Weil Rot von allen Farben am stärksten unsere Aufmerksamkeit erregt (wohl dem Blut und dem Feuer geschuldet), und weil Rot in seiner starken Abgrenzung von der Umgebung die (meist flächige) Form der von ihr kolorierten Objekte besonders akzentuiert und sichtbar macht. </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgo25pPF20MT4fEhQ_e0Jp6DBpGUbTLukpERDqqi16VchMTYDXhNag1EbrIZmv8V4GixF5vNjnvC2mTLZoNzk1VxwjZgvMxDWHKIrqWjktedMvu0oUguj0Dg1luZ3QhYsJb6VsSQABeEDTSa1v4afyDxqlSM2AVtUStROg1tZCUPdc3fGeaUQ-ThdesVAw/s1029/20231115_152314_resized_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="772" data-original-width="1029" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgo25pPF20MT4fEhQ_e0Jp6DBpGUbTLukpERDqqi16VchMTYDXhNag1EbrIZmv8V4GixF5vNjnvC2mTLZoNzk1VxwjZgvMxDWHKIrqWjktedMvu0oUguj0Dg1luZ3QhYsJb6VsSQABeEDTSa1v4afyDxqlSM2AVtUStROg1tZCUPdc3fGeaUQ-ThdesVAw/w640-h480/20231115_152314_resized_1.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>Herwig Jobsthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08299516276521872745noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5711414436301478175.post-67455500529136942752023-11-18T21:54:00.000+01:002023-11-18T21:54:24.072+01:00der Baum und die roten Schuhe <p> 815. Episode</p><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">A.E. (Alter Ego): Der Baum kommt mit einem Stamm aus; die roten Schuhe haben zwei. </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">B.D.: Aber der Baum hat keine roten Schuhe! Und dieses Rot!</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsgB_ITim8HMBJN0A5QfAlVVQl5Lkurb4EZYJpAR2vdJHz08K3uodDsWuiqUvUc8fHpzxE212D33h6Q8WtxHIlXUqpOQo1cSmxPDAWsXKpr_lYwZUxnDpeh2QlOLkaItQ762QNqpBhb2hp3N4m-rwuE_H5xSi9bVn_eQlpuJ4axWS-PArD8i0t9MOLQQo/s903/20231115_151651_resized_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="677" data-original-width="903" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsgB_ITim8HMBJN0A5QfAlVVQl5Lkurb4EZYJpAR2vdJHz08K3uodDsWuiqUvUc8fHpzxE212D33h6Q8WtxHIlXUqpOQo1cSmxPDAWsXKpr_lYwZUxnDpeh2QlOLkaItQ762QNqpBhb2hp3N4m-rwuE_H5xSi9bVn_eQlpuJ4axWS-PArD8i0t9MOLQQo/w640-h480/20231115_151651_resized_1.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>Herwig Jobsthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08299516276521872745noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5711414436301478175.post-40356309255392545262023-11-12T23:00:00.000+01:002023-11-12T23:00:24.052+01:00die Landschaft der Toilette (2) <p> 814. Episode </p><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">A.E. (Alter Ego): Schon wieder hohe Berge in den Toiletten des Railjets der ÖBB! Da fühle ich mich doch angespannt und eingeengt! Sollte man nicht im Gegenteil locker und relaxed die ortsspezifischen Tätigkeiten hinter sich bringen können? </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">B.D.: Ja. Und da werden schon noch Ebenen und Wiesen und Felder kommen. </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj02k0BsW-2mbtjAZnwSuBudicEPI6SEBYkc0OzCJYDruSEZG8NaHgsWnLh8HoXj8mK-HT8vGoZf7_H6ShvsI6peznrlqyjoqN2OmejUDONP_yfxpLGqYOUmDSNIn88NcgOuhPMxQKjhe30OnKxT0BQM6WDHX9m4X-B0GXVm19oS-7kNQY6NgA5NIkHjPo/s2312/20231105_095851_resized.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2312" data-original-width="1734" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj02k0BsW-2mbtjAZnwSuBudicEPI6SEBYkc0OzCJYDruSEZG8NaHgsWnLh8HoXj8mK-HT8vGoZf7_H6ShvsI6peznrlqyjoqN2OmejUDONP_yfxpLGqYOUmDSNIn88NcgOuhPMxQKjhe30OnKxT0BQM6WDHX9m4X-B0GXVm19oS-7kNQY6NgA5NIkHjPo/w480-h640/20231105_095851_resized.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTDwGGOX-8F9wWu8on9YMR71TsHqt8mTBtp-FESPt_QoZyBafMCKw8Df_kT9_091x11oeQgHRBK7QV9xprrgm8RgqcqsNiUSDqZMO0pKmCUryzkAybTKpMQy1qs_IInt8rji8lSdXJX1_WzmwjPCj-lbL6BDuQZ97Vhyr-eaquOy9L2dH9eQV_D0plfxg/s2312/20231105_095959_resized.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2312" data-original-width="1734" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTDwGGOX-8F9wWu8on9YMR71TsHqt8mTBtp-FESPt_QoZyBafMCKw8Df_kT9_091x11oeQgHRBK7QV9xprrgm8RgqcqsNiUSDqZMO0pKmCUryzkAybTKpMQy1qs_IInt8rji8lSdXJX1_WzmwjPCj-lbL6BDuQZ97Vhyr-eaquOy9L2dH9eQV_D0plfxg/w480-h640/20231105_095959_resized.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>Herwig Jobsthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08299516276521872745noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5711414436301478175.post-83326564257008222352023-11-06T23:32:00.000+01:002023-11-06T23:32:08.346+01:00die Landschaft der Toilette<p>813. Episode </p><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">A.E. (Alter Ego): Was sehe ich da: eine Landschaft mit Toilette-Elementen? Oder eine Toilette mit Landschaftstapete? </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">B.D.: Du siehst das Interieur einer Toilette des Railjets der ÖBB. </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">A.E.: Und? Sind die Auswirkungen auf die durchschnittliche Aufenthaltsdauer der BenützerInnen erhoben worden? </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">B.D.: Mir nicht bekannt. Aber wenn, dann wohl eine Verlängerung. Und eine Erhöhung der Benützungsfrequenz: denn in jeder Toilette der Waggons wartet eine andere Landschaft. </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2f2qCfy6FjascMvLFY4hyphenhyphenJkJiSPTqfR9fWFxzUawr5weLBxA0ZrJoH9GfQP3XFfLOgeAWFNWeFMsC76T0fYl7dMThucfyeXLSCxNEnKNJW-pGIzZh1jsqikxLncgjgToaa6_PdbywiIDzp0deGVr1RkhHYDn57P3I8ltCRmNnz1wf6eoneNnhCfc_SVk/s2312/20231105_095816_resized.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2312" data-original-width="1734" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2f2qCfy6FjascMvLFY4hyphenhyphenJkJiSPTqfR9fWFxzUawr5weLBxA0ZrJoH9GfQP3XFfLOgeAWFNWeFMsC76T0fYl7dMThucfyeXLSCxNEnKNJW-pGIzZh1jsqikxLncgjgToaa6_PdbywiIDzp0deGVr1RkhHYDn57P3I8ltCRmNnz1wf6eoneNnhCfc_SVk/w480-h640/20231105_095816_resized.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrnPg30eFmFLP6N7mfIxjxbBtA22q9pEGtKD8jJK2QL9p71WyYhCqyRn_H1PtCWlC_Obn6ffrDgYQZdrnTZgsxJnOQXpkXzxgfFWN1Pt1bH0dryUlZ8nXkDwAkKLHzrwHzEM-sSfJRMiIsTRZBQ_WLQUOxDbGwBVWSa-Lq6_9yaOdyjmqZAxjBqJFD80o/s2312/20231105_100016_resized.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2312" data-original-width="1734" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrnPg30eFmFLP6N7mfIxjxbBtA22q9pEGtKD8jJK2QL9p71WyYhCqyRn_H1PtCWlC_Obn6ffrDgYQZdrnTZgsxJnOQXpkXzxgfFWN1Pt1bH0dryUlZ8nXkDwAkKLHzrwHzEM-sSfJRMiIsTRZBQ_WLQUOxDbGwBVWSa-Lq6_9yaOdyjmqZAxjBqJFD80o/w480-h640/20231105_100016_resized.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><br />Herwig Jobsthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08299516276521872745noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5711414436301478175.post-33308321603539926602023-11-04T22:16:00.004+01:002023-11-04T22:16:55.662+01:00Baum und Blatt <div style="text-align: left;"> 812. Episode </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">A.E. (Alter Ego): Was soll das sein? Leben und Tod? Gestern und Morgen? Anfang und Ende? Abhängigkeit und Freiheit? </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">B.D.: Oder nur Blau und Rot. </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWvEqfHfcKMh3U7nvSoyK_O_qZgq0OPyoaR3l0xiTN192UrWwBsULN5Bau5AW63Syb-TtWjiLyKwjwJr4nMmcfaCPh_p5mLT_ySYsfgHQHsnujfbKlcWXPvl7ecuB08geTZgIYrz1iE1GF_4vWExiRioCpNXoZVEzf8pg6xoOs6lCZ5xk0iSbX6GFieOg/s1549/20231101_125704_resized.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1549" data-original-width="1162" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWvEqfHfcKMh3U7nvSoyK_O_qZgq0OPyoaR3l0xiTN192UrWwBsULN5Bau5AW63Syb-TtWjiLyKwjwJr4nMmcfaCPh_p5mLT_ySYsfgHQHsnujfbKlcWXPvl7ecuB08geTZgIYrz1iE1GF_4vWExiRioCpNXoZVEzf8pg6xoOs6lCZ5xk0iSbX6GFieOg/w480-h640/20231101_125704_resized.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>Herwig Jobsthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08299516276521872745noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5711414436301478175.post-24959584054248720082023-10-30T22:10:00.000+01:002023-10-30T22:10:02.964+01:00Handy als Waffe <p> 811. Episode </p><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">Dass das Handy ein Instrument aggressiver Kommunikation geworden ist, zeigt ja jeder Tag in den sozialen Netzen. Aber dass es jetzt auch in seinem realen Erscheinen so direkt das Bild der Waffe evoziert ... </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFkMGdJI9hiGbiI5ke4AWSQFZB1PkdQCt2RWzNLXqte3jpUrG2gd_aiG0_ST0LmDuQLAQVU4jTj6mPTVpBatXJRWrbnTSPhBJxVMpFNhNv7IqeP-YCwNeAnSrXhp-PBH_V1_cOrh3S96zDH2tmnwAYDQ-agm8aqBwDZbOIhWz_L5znIvaT62paNzZkbhs/s394/570B6845-659F-41EA-8A51-EA6A7B333152_4_5005_c.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="296" data-original-width="394" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFkMGdJI9hiGbiI5ke4AWSQFZB1PkdQCt2RWzNLXqte3jpUrG2gd_aiG0_ST0LmDuQLAQVU4jTj6mPTVpBatXJRWrbnTSPhBJxVMpFNhNv7IqeP-YCwNeAnSrXhp-PBH_V1_cOrh3S96zDH2tmnwAYDQ-agm8aqBwDZbOIhWz_L5znIvaT62paNzZkbhs/w640-h480/570B6845-659F-41EA-8A51-EA6A7B333152_4_5005_c.jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><p><br /></p>Herwig Jobsthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08299516276521872745noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5711414436301478175.post-57932756081504534632023-10-27T21:26:00.000+02:002023-10-27T21:26:11.125+02:00Augen-Blicke in Neapel <p>810. Episode </p><div><span style="font-size: large;">Wer sieht hier wen? <br />Wer wartet hier auf was? </span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2vuJ0QYtwETM25Fv4_AnvYpoH40FKLRfmrtmiJfqULx81TThAOoEgwhBM1JqRFEc_BbjpUakZSLhNHVixW_Tm7up7Dr1PojuCVGaCaGC5tplgTIotufLbmDgasXgulg6ioX85SFnBL05nZ-rLukIT9tA9jgw4KVq3R2KmQRfmxPJ3qtmwSdt4FE98g8Y/s1088/20230918_163216_resized.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="816" data-original-width="1088" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2vuJ0QYtwETM25Fv4_AnvYpoH40FKLRfmrtmiJfqULx81TThAOoEgwhBM1JqRFEc_BbjpUakZSLhNHVixW_Tm7up7Dr1PojuCVGaCaGC5tplgTIotufLbmDgasXgulg6ioX85SFnBL05nZ-rLukIT9tA9jgw4KVq3R2KmQRfmxPJ3qtmwSdt4FE98g8Y/w640-h480/20230918_163216_resized.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>Herwig Jobsthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08299516276521872745noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5711414436301478175.post-13210494578843329132023-10-13T23:25:00.000+02:002023-10-13T23:25:46.997+02:00das Grau in Grau der Sonnenschirme <div style="text-align: left;">809. Episode </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">Wollen sie uns etwas sagen mit ihrer Nicht-Farbe, die Sonnenschirme am Graben in Wien, direkt vor der Pestsäule, in diesem Herbst? Und wenn ja, was? </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9MUJGa5GjgDq2jJyzesCIUCw6a8rdyFt2moktR_GSY44Hkvvp1aiEJ01DYtMUp9_f5VRd1uOZP5ZZrrmL47BZTTJzhvNOhQJwGjUJesggV7AwrFRpYMLalifoF2lRbfevIxKYvJTYKPT8Uxb0Lr0B8Ouu7B2tlN-RfBrsQJzjmF_2_2T8fwLukCx4FA0/s1474/20231012_152851_resized.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1105" data-original-width="1474" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9MUJGa5GjgDq2jJyzesCIUCw6a8rdyFt2moktR_GSY44Hkvvp1aiEJ01DYtMUp9_f5VRd1uOZP5ZZrrmL47BZTTJzhvNOhQJwGjUJesggV7AwrFRpYMLalifoF2lRbfevIxKYvJTYKPT8Uxb0Lr0B8Ouu7B2tlN-RfBrsQJzjmF_2_2T8fwLukCx4FA0/w640-h480/20231012_152851_resized.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>Herwig Jobsthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08299516276521872745noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5711414436301478175.post-80122679027709341032023-09-28T21:28:00.000+02:002023-09-28T21:28:31.194+02:00der Kaiser und sein Fahrrad <div style="text-align: left;"> 808. Episode </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">A.E. (Alter Ego): Da hat jemand dem Kaiser Franz Joseph ein Fahrrad hingestellt - und er zeigt in Haltung und Blick Interesse an einer kleinen Wien-Stadt-Radtour - </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">B.D.: Oder er will ganz weg, steht ohnedies schon viel zu lange da herum im Burggarten. </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBH-oYTex4ly9CMOyXIzApofa3nOTR1TKREE1rBCdbezeookr-vl_IhaUfcux1q_Pi5mfawxPEQNwbSNoTsI4Rp6EK9IMlBVu8RkRdYjJzdsFTXt9kEFjiY-aESZB9wObMAr5DgWzwx2OnCH0PRHDG7Fu9z7UTt27jiKbb_pVowNxaU4f7lbx6yccvsWw/s1915/20230927_163546_resized.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1915" data-original-width="1436" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBH-oYTex4ly9CMOyXIzApofa3nOTR1TKREE1rBCdbezeookr-vl_IhaUfcux1q_Pi5mfawxPEQNwbSNoTsI4Rp6EK9IMlBVu8RkRdYjJzdsFTXt9kEFjiY-aESZB9wObMAr5DgWzwx2OnCH0PRHDG7Fu9z7UTt27jiKbb_pVowNxaU4f7lbx6yccvsWw/w480-h640/20230927_163546_resized.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>Herwig Jobsthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08299516276521872745noreply@blogger.com0