He has the time. If Robert Koldewey has one, then the. He sits in a window alcove of his work room and looking into the light. To Babylon.

He’s not moving. He’s in pain. He has in the morning drunk at the dig meeting three liters of lemonade, and now it is dull. On his belly the digest “outline of the Internal medicine,” and because Koldewey thinks it’s appendicitis is to blame, he follows the advice in the book: “don’t move!”

The archaeologist Robert Koldewey, the end of the 19th century. Century, from Berlin, sent to find a promising Dig sites for the German Orient society, so he’s in 1913, in Babylon, looks and missed everything: the distance to the door, the dig site outside, and the light of his organs. Self.

And Kenah Cusanit can Koldewey for the majority of their debut album “Babel” is also just sitting there. As a long-time recording with an old plate camera. In this static framework is one of the amazing realities that make this novel so special. She could have written one of the unstaubtrockensten books about archaeological excavations. The mythical Babylon, it is here to a job. A place for the megalomaniac excavation craze of that Era – and its findings were taken to local museums.

Koldewey, the Aussitzer

Kenah Cusanit

you can be your archaeologists to ponder. The shock in Christian Europe, the biblical tower of Babel, really, to be honest, “[d]ass you can dig up and would realize that something to believe in you only, the fact was […].” About Fund negotiations with the Ottoman Empire, about the Dig race with the French, the philologists Delitzsch, waiting in Berlin is already quite hot on a new shipment of tablets to be able to translate.

Anyway, the Wait: Koldewey is a Aussitzer, an anti-hero. As he sat in a “piece” with the title: “moving from a distance, Dr. K. to something, to do something that he didn’t conceive to do.” The Director-General of the Royal museums of Berlin always sends a sentence: “Please final excavation program.” At the thought, to write in a couple of years, a final report, they will be bad again. (He has done it.)

Detail of the Ishtar gate in the Pergamon Museum of Berlin

With this story Kusanit from watscht, ultimately, all the refusals of the Berlin Stiftung Preußischer Kulturbesitz and of the government, and finally with the principle of Restitution of cultural goods. Many finds of that time are to be found there today, such as in the Pergamon Museum. Still seems to apply, which was also true for the Emperor at the time, the Koldewey in Berlin’s castle (Yes, the) a-Rounds pays: Who finds it, may keep it.

A voice as precious as a piece of Babylon

at some point Koldewey is pain-free. Prior to that, he, the feet in the Kamillenbad had planned, and, in the case of all the cases on the North side of the Palace of Nebuchadnezzar in a wall in concrete. But then he along to in the light and heat outside, the procession street. Getrude Bell, the photographer, has announced himself (a photo of her is also in the book). He would walk towards it and tried, it has to look. How Cusanit it, his hesitant interest, so barren and yet clear enough for the language to succeed on the desktop, is really a rarity.

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Babel

Carl Hanser; 272 pages; bound; 23.00 Euro

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the debut of the anthropologist, Born in 1979 (and, maybe a coincidence, but a beautiful, like Koldewey was born in Blankenburg, in the Harz mountains) is the purest joy. Because it is as precious as a piece of Babylon, to discover such an unusual voice. And suspecting there’s more to come.

More of this Letter, like an excavation, for instance, if you submit one layer of Koldewey himself free, forever, and quiet prior to drilling rates. More of this unexpected, loud joke. The main character’s (Bell asks for the height and age of the tower: “is Quite high and probably quite old, had first answered.”) or in the correspondence statements that you have experienced page long, and without a word to each other.

At the end of Koldewey’s back. Now, in the shadow under the gate outside in the heat, he waits. He sees from a distance, Gertrude Bell, you missed that makes photos. “There were cultures that used their past, and there were cultures that exhibited their past,” he says.

It acts as an unspoken idea: What if all the clay tablets, glazed tiles, not in crates landed, travelled to Berlin. But the spot remained. In order to scan it. Each piece, from the top, bottom, all sides. In Berlin, only the photos issue. That would be a suggestion.