Ausbeutung ist eine Bezeichnung für Ausnutzung jeglicher Art, wobei der Begriff besonders auf die Ausbeutung von Menschen durch Menschen bezogen wird. Genauer bestimmt wurde er in marxistischen Theorien als Aneignung fremder Arbeit. Wenn beispielsweise 6 Arbeitsstunden täglich zum Erhalt des Arbeiters und seiner Arbeitskraft notwendig sind, er aber 8 Stunden arbeitet, so hat er 2 Stunden Mehrarbeit geleistet. Wird das Produkt dieser Mehrarbeit von einer anderen Person abgepresst, wurde der Arbeiter in diesem Sinne ausgebeutet.
Der Patron heißt Norbert Bäck. Ist ein Österreicher, ein 46-jähriger Ingenieur aus Graz. Er ist 45 Jahre alt und lebt seit neun Jahren in China. “Die Dynamik hat mich fasziniert”, erzählt er. Bäck ist mit einer Chinesin verheiratet und spricht die Sprache fließend. 800 Menschen arbeiten für seine Firma SXN Electronics, die sich knapp außerhalb von Peking angesiedelt hat. (more…)

WIEN- By Galina Toktalieva
Picture “Wilfried Seywald in Russland” by author

Here are a few thoughts about Russians in Vienna, and about national identification and feeling of dignity that for many of them was lost for ever. There is also something about Galina’s personal interview with Mr. Wilfried Seywald, chief of Austrian PR Agency “Temmel, Seywald und Partner”

О национальной гордости великороссов

Да будь я и негром преклонных годов,
и то без унынья и лени,
я русский бы выучил только за то,
что им разговаривал Ленин
В. Маяковский

Спросите, легко ли русскоязычным в венской эмиграции. (more…)

Eine_Ausstellung in 30 Artikeln

Foto Galina Toktalieva
Dank des Vorstands des Palais Palffy hat diese wunderschöne Ausstellung nach langen Monaten der Location-Suche ein außergewöhnlich schönes und stimmiges Zuhause bekommen. Wir laden Sie herzlich ein, zur Eröffnung von ALL RIGHT?! mit Schirmherr Willi Resetarits und den mitwirkenden Künstlern einen anregenden Abend in mitten von 30 außergewöhnlichen Kunstwerken zu verbringen. Palais Palffy, Beethovensaal, Live Performance (Gambia, Guinea, Senegal) Ada Ceesay Nabi Traore, Aliou Dione und Mori Diabate (more…)

An Attempt to describe the Austrian Mentality

by Alexandra Umfahrer
Edited by Galina Toktalieva
Photo by editor
I`m Austrian and I love my country. Nevertheless, some things go wrong and I want to criticize them by means of loving criticism.
To assign a general mentality to a nation can easily lead to prejudices and racism. Not all Austrians fit the characteristics imposed on them. Not all Germans are punctual and industrious, not all Italians are hot tempered. (more…)

Galina Toktalieva for die Wiener Nachrichten

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Whenever I go to Main Square with idea to make good photo of a horse, the blinders – leather flaps of bridle to keep horse from seeing anything on both sides – abash me. They say horses need those blinders to drag carriage with tourists forward. They also say about folks who are not able to accept reality: people have their blinders on. However, to move steadily forward, one virtually needs to concentrate at target and ignore anything else around – to put blinders on. Photographers experimenting with image know that any occasional element included in frames suddenly gets quality of wholeness. Frames draw attention to detail retrieved from blurred zone of our perception. Can we really believe our eyes, if consider that eagles, cats or flies see the world differently? (more…)

Hansi Lang (13. Jänner 1955 in Wien; † 24. August 2008) war ein österreichischer Sänger und Schauspieler.Mit 13 Jahren war Lang bereits Schlagzeuger einer Amateurband. Schon in den 1970er Jahren machte sich Hansi Lang einen Namen als Sänger in diversen Bands.2006 erhielt er für das Projekt The Slow Club den österreichischen Musikpreis „Amadeus“ in der Sparte „Bestes Jazz/Folk/Blues.Hansi Lang starb am Abend des 24. August 2008 an den Folgen eines -während der Abmischarbeiten zum neuen Album im Tonstudio erlittenen- Schlaganfalls im Wiener AKH. Er wurde am 30. August 2008 im Familiengrab am Hernalser Friedhof in Wien beigesetzt. Rund 250 Angehörige, Freunde, prominente Kollegen und Wegbegleiter haben am Samstag Abschied genommen von Austropoplegende Hansi Lang. Zu seinem Lied “Keine Angst!” wurde er im weißen Sarg auf dem Friedhof Hernals zu Grabe getragen.

It was election campaign event in Vienna Stadthalle, which attracted thousands of people who expressed their support for social democrats prime candidate Werner Faymann.
I talked to a few ordinary persons who enjoyed themselves in buffet of concert hall during the speech of Werner Faymann looking at the screen of big monitor with his face, and all of them described Faymann as nice lad, at the same time all of them aware of the fact that nobody must take election promises of social democrats at earnest. My confidants also noticed that a lot of money was invested in this election campaign for rivers of beer, wine, sandwiches and souvenirs with expectations that Austrians would give their voices for those who once generously let them to become drunk.
All photographers were seized with mass psychosis of depicting and pursuing Werner Faymann. At the same time many others not less interesting figures of Austrian social democracy didn’t get sufficient attention they deserved.
Those who stay out of the circle of crowd’s blind admiration often look much more interesting without their usual protecting mask.
Personally for me, Gusenbauer presents more inner power, than Werner Faymann. Perhaps because he has much more experience.

Christoph Exler. Everybody has his own concept of love and art. And love is the only form of art where everybody

considers himself to be highly professional. I wrote these angry lines after personal talk with this painter in one of Vienna cafes. He impressed me as sarcastic person with obviously reduced respect to others mental systems, cultures and nationalities, than his own. This man whom I met by chance in Graben, introduced himself as well known Austrian painter, and with certain aplomb he invited me to drink a cup of cofree with him. There in Havelka he demonstrated me one of his drawings. It was very dark in cafe, and I could not make portrait of a man. He talked much and gave feeling of being sarcastic. In breaks between consumation of beer, he criticized all photographers for being stupid and especially me, though he had never seen what I was doing. I paid attention to small detail, that always signalizes for me about ways person has and his awareness, that though he invited me, I lost two hours listening to him and paid for my drink myself. He didn’t offer to pay for me.