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Obituary for Werner Clemens-Walter : live wild and dangerous, Artur

This young man with the woolen hat and stands in front of a gray house wall, hands casually in his pockets, buried deep. He narrows his eyes, which is probably

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Obituary for Werner Clemens-Walter : live wild and dangerous, Artur

This young man with the woolen hat and stands in front of a gray house wall, hands casually in his pockets, buried deep. He narrows his eyes, which is probably due to the sun, and looks at the viewer miss brave and challenging. A five year old maybe, but, apparently, with the life experience of a fifty-year-old. He is shabbily dressed, a typical proletarian child, as it was until far in the fifties in working class areas and ruin sites with the occasional runny nose without a handkerchief at home and on the go.

Always in search of adventures. But in this case, deeply dissatisfied with the situation: The Small does not want to be photographed. Even so, with the ugly tights. But he is much too precocious to give the viewer the tongue out of the stretch. Werner Clemens Walter, discovered the Black-and-White picture in the fundus of his father, must have stirred the recording. He wrote: "You ask me, what should I do? And I say: live wild and dangerous, Arthur.“ Ask yourself, who speaks here with whom. The subject and the spell hit a nerve with the time flow. In the high phase of the mid-eighties, there was Artur Buttons and Artur posters.

the art Of character is a cult figure

Thus was born not only an art figure that should be a cult figure. But Clemens-Walter created en passant a new Genre, of which there were at this time hardly a precursor to the slogan of a post card, which now hangs in every major greeting post card stand. The pub and restaurant are walls – usually on the way to the bathroom – to find your more-or-less commercial twins, the Free-post cards.

Other publishers were also on the Artur mesh. The publisher of the Black art, published, for example, the image of an adult, Artur, also in short trousers, bare-chested and in boxer boots, of course, miss brave three looking. In addition, the saying: "Yes, Artur. Everything will be fine.“ Werner Clemens, Walter has fought against the counterfeiters. In vain. There were just too many. Rather, he went on. Of course was earning with the cards not a lot of money. But they were all Involved with their gentle irony, fun. Tough to rank it with the post card publishers of new motifs, which brought his company's "culture of recycling".

Werner Clemens, Walter was 75 years old.Photo: private

He knew the end of 2018, shortly after the release of his last Artur postcard, that his end had come. Artur, always a touch of melancholy blew around, knew it also. He gave the Younger with the future life: "and because you soon realized that you didn't have this great wild boar hunter, but only sone are small sausage – humbly ask you to think of your mustard." So it was on the picture next to Arturs likeness. Lines of the poet Peter Rühmkorf, whose release Clemens-Walter had by Rühmkorf archive approve.

the Moped to Marseille

In a blurb to veralberte one of his books, he himself as a Cosmopolitan and Francophile youth legs. Already in front of the Elysée treaties, he went with the German version of the scooter Vélosolex, namely a Bicycle with an auxiliary motor, criss-cross through France and participated in a German-French student exchange. Securitized, according to his widow Roswitha Walter, that he was at the age of 17 with his Moped in Marseille. That was in 1960. A at this time a rather unusual excursion into the unknown.

on another occasion – well over 50 – he revealed himself to his readers as a married man, without Religion, without children. He is living under his full name, as a promenade-postcard-maker in Berlin, or in a village in the South of France, writing, watching the moon and the stars, and like to drink red wine. "He looks at himself for a long while, the cosmopolitan people, who have restored in the South of France, in the Roman Provence, a house, or bought, how they live, and what you are doing here. That is his activity. And this is written down. Hymns on lavender, cats, sunflowers, Baguette and garlic are rare.“ This observer had it apart in the community of the Tuscany group, and the Corresponding (including himself). In every way.

The most important criterion: people have to see

Long had joined already other art figures to Artur, the icon of Childhood in the early Federal Republic. Relentlessly, he collected old pictures and post cards. The most important collection criterion: It's just people had to be on it. Werner Clemens-Walter started his game of deception with old photos – the visual fragments of the reality and apparent authenticity – with a well-dosed artificiality of a language from the deformed sleeve in the books of the Language on the top. He conceived of "The only true history of Artur & Artur. Only the Brave escape" and "people like us are needed everywhere. The only true story of Zora, Artur & Artur“, both in Buchfirm appeared.

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Clement Walter was an Old-late sixties, a political man through and through. In the nineties, he wrote at times for the taz until it was too boring for him. He didn't like commitments. One of his most popular postcard motifs from this time, a bulb, in addition, had a saying: "A small rotation to the left brings each bulb out of the socket." This was, of course, long-time Chancellor Helmut Kohl, meant to be. The combination of the spell and the subject could have been of Klaus Staeck, also made a splash with his post cards. Only whose works were announcements of the more political struggle as the subtle human love, the Clemens-Walter his Subjects mostly brought.

"He felt like people"

Like his father, the village school teacher, was Clemens, Walter tenured teacher. It also moved him again and again. To the intellectually and spatially. He also wanted to even emigrate to new Zealand, was with his wife for some time in Algeria, for the children of German Industrial, a school, explored the country in every free Minute, crossed the desert of Libya. Lived so wild and dangerous, it went so well. In the last few years, he traveled with his wife a lot.

"Werner was not a buffoon, but a good entertainer," says his wife, looking back. Most recently, he wanted to enrich bookmarks with its small art. He told no jokes, and knocked on the thigh but was able to open the previously completely unknown people with two, three comments. It's a small rotation to the left was enough. "He was in the mood for people." The company Discordia is now marketing the remaining stocks of post cards. It is reprinted. Werner Clemens-Walter's time is over.

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