{"id":34170,"title":"Lions For Dieter Rot The Present Lion Master","dimensions":"86 x 95 cm","date_begin":"1971-01-01","material":"Etching on paper, numbered edition, 47/50 ","art_status_id":13,"legal_status_id":84,"category_id":27,"platform_id":1,"deleted":false,"asset_count":1,"stream_count":0,"collection":"The Estate Of Dorothy Iannone, courtesy Air de Paris, Romainville and Peres Projects, Berlin","cached_tag_list":"","publishing_process_id":1,"annotation":"","date_end":null,"reference":"","stream_count_app":24,"permalink":"lions-for-dieter-rot-the-present-lion-master","description_ca":"","short_description_ca":"","description_it":"","short_description_it":"","cached_primary_asset_url":"https://s3.amazonaws.com/mhka_ensembles_production/assets/public/000/089/696/medium_500/Lions_for_Dieter_RotJochen_Littkemann.jpeg?1680879933","cached_actor_names":"Dorothy Iannone","hide_from_json":false,"prev_platform_id":null,"description_uk":"","short_description_uk":"","description_tr":null,"short_description_tr":null,"mhka_works":false,"category":{"en":"Other","nl":"Andere","fr":"Autre"},"poster_image":"https://s3.amazonaws.com/mhka_ensembles_production/assets/public/000/089/696/large/Lions_for_Dieter_RotJochen_Littkemann.jpeg?1680879933","poster_credits":"© The Estate Of Dorothy Iannone, courtesy Air de Paris, Romainville en Peres Projects, Berlijn. Foto: Jochen Littkemann","translations":[{"locale":"en","short_description":"","description":"\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size:16px\"\u003e\u003cem\u003e\u003cspan style=\"color:#990000\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-family:\u0026quot;Times New Roman\u0026quot;,serif\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-family:\u0026quot;Helvetica\u0026quot;,sans-serif\"\u003eBedtime Story For Dieter\u003c/span\u003e\u003c/strong\u003e\u003c/span\u003e\u003c/span\u003e\u003c/em\u003e\u003c/span\u003e\u003c/p\u003e\r\n\r\n\u003cp\u003eOnce a woman and a man were walking in the forest. Perhaps they stopped to make love. When they resumed their walk they were spotted by some lions and lionesses who wanted to eat them up. The man immediately took out his trumpet\u0026nbsp;\u0026mdash;\u0026nbsp;some say a violin \u0026mdash;\u0026nbsp;and began to play. The woman-albeit in another style and various keys\u0026nbsp;\u0026mdash; augmented the man\u0026#39;s playing with her singing. And so together they charmed and soothed the wild beasts who took up pensive peaceful yet joyous attitudes. And then perhaps the woman and man made love again. And so did the big cats.\u003c/p\u003e\r\n\r\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size:16px\"\u003e\u003cem\u003e\u003cspan style=\"color:#990000\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-family:\u0026quot;Times New Roman\u0026quot;,serif\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-family:\u0026quot;Helvetica\u0026quot;,sans-serif\"\u003eI\u0026#39;m So Weary of Patriarchy Song\u003c/span\u003e\u003c/strong\u003e\u003c/span\u003e\u003c/span\u003e\u003c/em\u003e\u003c/span\u003e\u003c/p\u003e\r\n\r\n\u003cp\u003eI\u0026#39;m so weary of patriarchy\u003cbr /\u003e\r\nOh Ariadne I feel you\u0026#39;re near\u003cbr /\u003e\r\nNow the tired make the orgies\u003cbr /\u003e\r\nIn the suburbs of their knees\u003cbr /\u003e\r\nLet\u0026#39;s go where the lively reveled\u003cbr /\u003e\r\nIn the morning of the world\u003c/p\u003e\r\n\r\n\u003cp\u003eI think I\u0026#39;m yearning for matriarchy\u003cbr /\u003e\r\nOh Ariadne don\u0026#39;t go away\u003cbr /\u003e\r\nWhen this blood thirst comes upon me\u003cbr /\u003e\r\nHow my man lusts after me\u003c/p\u003e\r\n\r\n\u003cp\u003eWe\u0026#39;re all so weary of patriarchy\u003cbr /\u003e\r\nOh Ariadne I know you\u0026#39;re here\u003cbr /\u003e\r\nLet\u0026#39;s go where the lively reveled\u003cbr /\u003e\r\nIn the morning of the world\u003c/p\u003e\r\n\r\n\u003cp\u003eIn those shaded wooded groves dear\u003cbr /\u003e\r\nWhere we tore those beasts apart\u003cbr /\u003e\r\nIf you submit I will lead you\u003cbr /\u003e\r\nAnd at last reveal your heart\u003cbr /\u003e\r\n\u003cbr /\u003e\r\nI\u0026#39;m so weary of patriarchy\u003cbr /\u003e\r\nOh Ariadne come show the way\u003cbr /\u003e\r\nLet\u0026#39;s go where the lively reveled\u003cbr /\u003e\r\nIn the morning of the world\u003cbr /\u003e\r\n\u003cbr /\u003e\r\n\u003cstrong\u003eDorothy Iannone, 1971\u003c/strong\u003e\u003c/p\u003e\r\n\r\n\u003cp\u003e\u0026nbsp;\u003c/p\u003e\r\n"},{"locale":"nl","short_description":"","description":"\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size:16px\"\u003e\u003cem\u003e\u003cspan style=\"color:#990000\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-family:\u0026quot;Times New Roman\u0026quot;,serif\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-family:\u0026quot;Helvetica\u0026quot;,sans-serif\"\u003eBedtime Story For Dieter\u003c/span\u003e\u003c/strong\u003e\u003c/span\u003e\u003c/span\u003e\u003c/em\u003e\u003c/span\u003e\u003cbr /\u003e\r\n\u003cbr /\u003e\r\nEr liepen eens een vrouw en een man in het bos. Misschien stopten ze om de liefde te bedrijven. Toen ze hun wandeling hervatten, werden ze opgemerkt door enkele leeuwen en leeuwinnen die hen wilden opeten. De man pakte onmiddellijk zijn trompet \u0026ndash; sommigen zeggen een viool \u0026ndash; en begon te spelen. De vrouw versterkte het spel van de man met haar zang \u0026ndash; zij het in een andere stijl en allerlei toonsoorten. En zo betoverden en kalmeerden ze samen de wilde beesten die peinzende, vredige maar vreugdevolle houdingen aannamen. En dan bedreven de vrouw en de man misschien opnieuw de liefde. Wat ook de grote katten deden.\u003c/p\u003e\r\n\r\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size:16px\"\u003e\u003cem\u003e\u003cspan style=\"color:#990000\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-family:\u0026quot;Times New Roman\u0026quot;,serif\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-family:\u0026quot;Helvetica\u0026quot;,sans-serif\"\u003eI\u0026#39;m So Weary of Patriarchy Song\u003c/span\u003e\u003c/strong\u003e\u003c/span\u003e\u003c/span\u003e\u003c/em\u003e\u003c/span\u003e\u003cbr /\u003e\r\n\u003cbr /\u003e\r\nIk ben het patriarchaat zo beu\u003cbr /\u003e\r\nOh Ariadne, ik voel dat je dichtbij bent\u003cbr /\u003e\r\nNu maken de vermoeiden de orgie\u0026euml;n\u003cbr /\u003e\r\nIn de buitenwijken van hun knie\u0026euml;n\u003cbr /\u003e\r\nLaten we gaan waar de levendigen zwolgen\u003cbr /\u003e\r\nIn de ochtend van de wereld\u003cbr /\u003e\r\n\u003cbr /\u003e\r\nIk denk dat ik verlang naar een matriarchaat\u003cbr /\u003e\r\nOh Ariadne, ga niet weg\u003cbr /\u003e\r\nWanneer deze bloeddorst me overrompelt\u003cbr /\u003e\r\nHoe mijn man me begeert\u003cbr /\u003e\r\n\u003cbr /\u003e\r\nWe zijn het patriarchaat allemaal zo beu\u003cbr /\u003e\r\nOh Ariadne, ik weet dat je hier bent\u003cbr /\u003e\r\nLaten we gaan waar de levendigen zwolgen\u003cbr /\u003e\r\nIn de ochtend van de wereld\u003cbr /\u003e\r\n\u003cbr /\u003e\r\nIn die schaduwrijke bosrijke bosjes, schat\u003cbr /\u003e\r\nWaar we die beesten uit\u003cbr /\u003e\r\nelkaar hebben gescheurd\u003cbr /\u003e\r\nAls jij je overgeeft, zal ik je leiden\u003cbr /\u003e\r\nEn uiteindelijk je hart onthullen\u003cbr /\u003e\r\n\u003cbr /\u003e\r\nIk ben het patriarchaat zo beu\u003cbr /\u003e\r\nOh Ariadne, kom de weg wijzen\u003cbr /\u003e\r\nLaten we gaan waar de levendigen zwolgen\u003cbr /\u003e\r\nIn de ochtend van de wereld\u003cbr /\u003e\r\n\u003cbr /\u003e\r\n\u003cstrong\u003eDorothy Iannone, 1971\u003c/strong\u003e\u003c/p\u003e\r\n"},{"locale":"fr","short_description":"","description":"\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size:16px\"\u003e\u003cem\u003e\u003cspan style=\"color:#990000\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-family:\u0026quot;Times New Roman\u0026quot;,serif\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-family:\u0026quot;Helvetica\u0026quot;,sans-serif\"\u003eBedtime Story For Dieter\u003c/span\u003e\u003c/strong\u003e\u003c/span\u003e\u003c/span\u003e\u003c/em\u003e\u003c/span\u003e\u003cem\u003e\u003cspan style=\"color:#990000\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size:16px\"\u003e\u0026nbsp;[Histoire \u0026agrave; raconter \u0026agrave; Dieter Roth avant de s\u0026rsquo;endormir]\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u003c/span\u003e\u003c/strong\u003e\u003c/span\u003e\u003c/em\u003e\u003cbr /\u003e\r\n\u003cbr /\u003e\r\nUn jour, une femme et un homme se promenaient dans la for\u0026ecirc;t. Ils s\u0026rsquo;arr\u0026ecirc;t\u0026egrave;rent peut-\u0026ecirc;tre pour faire l\u0026rsquo;amour. Lorsqu\u0026rsquo;ils reprirent leur promenade, ils furent rep\u0026eacute;r\u0026eacute;s par des lions et des lionnes qui voulaient les d\u0026eacute;vorer. L\u0026rsquo;homme sortit imm\u0026eacute;diatement sa trompette \u0026mdash; certains disent un violon \u0026mdash; et commen\u0026ccedil;a \u0026agrave; jouer. La femme \u0026mdash; bien\u0026nbsp;que dans un autre style et dans des tonalit\u0026eacute;s diff\u0026eacute;rentes \u0026mdash; compl\u0026eacute;ta le jeu de l\u0026rsquo;homme par son chant. Ensemble, ils charm\u0026egrave;rent et apais\u0026egrave;rent les b\u0026ecirc;tes sauvages qui prirent une attitude pensive, paisible et joyeuse. Ensuite, la femme et l\u0026rsquo;homme ont peut-\u0026ecirc;tre \u0026agrave; nouveau fait l\u0026rsquo;amour. Et les grands f\u0026eacute;lins firent de m\u0026ecirc;me.\u003cbr /\u003e\r\n\u003cbr /\u003e\r\n\u003cspan style=\"font-size:16px\"\u003e\u003cem\u003e\u003cspan style=\"color:#990000\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-family:\u0026quot;Times New Roman\u0026quot;,serif\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-family:\u0026quot;Helvetica\u0026quot;,sans-serif\"\u003eI\u0026#39;m So Weary of Patriarchy Song\u003c/span\u003e\u003c/strong\u003e\u003c/span\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u0026nbsp;[Je suis tellement lasse du patriarcat]\u003c/strong\u003e\u003c/span\u003e\u003c/em\u003e\u003c/span\u003e\u003cbr /\u003e\r\n\u003cbr /\u003e\r\nOh Ariane, je te sens proche\u003cbr /\u003e\r\nMaintenant que les fatigu\u0026eacute;s se livrent \u0026agrave;\u003cbr /\u003e\r\ndes orgies\u003cbr /\u003e\r\nAu pourtour de leurs genoux\u003cbr /\u003e\r\nAllons l\u0026agrave; o\u0026ugrave; les noceurs ont festoy\u0026eacute;\u003cbr /\u003e\r\nAu matin du monde\u003cbr /\u003e\r\n\u003cbr /\u003e\r\nJe crois que j\u0026rsquo;aspire au matriarcat\u003cbr /\u003e\r\nOh Ariane, ne t\u0026rsquo;en va pas\u003cbr /\u003e\r\nQuand cette soif de sang m\u0026rsquo;envahit\u003cbr /\u003e\r\nComment mon homme me convoite\u003cbr /\u003e\r\n\u003cbr /\u003e\r\nNous sommes tous si las du patriarcat\u003cbr /\u003e\r\nOh Ariane, je sais que tu es l\u0026agrave;\u003cbr /\u003e\r\nAllons l\u0026agrave; o\u0026ugrave; les noceurs ont festoy\u0026eacute;\u003cbr /\u003e\r\nAu matin du monde\u003cbr /\u003e\r\n\u003cbr /\u003e\r\nDans ces bosquets bois\u0026eacute;s et ombrag\u0026eacute;s tr\u0026egrave;s ch\u0026egrave;re\u003cbr /\u003e\r\nO\u0026ugrave; nous avons d\u0026eacute;chiquet\u0026eacute; ces b\u0026ecirc;tes\u003cbr /\u003e\r\nSi tu le demandes, je te guiderai\u003cbr /\u003e\r\nEt r\u0026eacute;v\u0026eacute;lerai enfin ton c\u0026oelig;ur\u003cbr /\u003e\r\n\u003cbr /\u003e\r\nJe suis si lasse du patriarcat\u003cbr /\u003e\r\nOh Ariane, viens donc indiquer le chemin\u003cbr /\u003e\r\nAllons l\u0026agrave; o\u0026ugrave; les noceurs ont festoy\u0026eacute;\u003cbr /\u003e\r\nAu matin du monde\u003cbr /\u003e\r\n\u003cbr /\u003e\r\n\u003cstrong\u003eDorothy Iannone, 1971\u003c/strong\u003e\u003c/p\u003e\r\n"},{"locale":"ru","short_description":"","description":""},{"locale":"de","short_description":"","description":""},{"locale":"es","short_description":"","description":""},{"locale":"el","short_description":"","description":""}],"actors":[{"id":4684,"name":"Dorothy Iannone"}]}