Above all, we seek enlightenment, but only ever find things.
Herman greets me with an apology. He’s arrived late to take me to the room I’ve rented in Kassel for the night, but an extra five minutes standing in the sun is fine by me. We walk. As we go, we talk about Documenta. I’m keen to find out what a local thinks of all the fuss, and what it’s like to live in Kassel when the circus isn’t in town. Although he usually goes to see the shows, Herman hasn’t been this time. It doesn’t excite him and, in his own phraseology, Documenta is only for ‘educated’people, who for him are people who have been to art school or studied aesthetics or philosophy, a demographic that excludes him.