38th day: Who will be next?

38th day: WHO WILL BE NEXT?
Suddenly at one of my very frequented S – Bahn Stations, the last three presidents of the United States are looking at me. Are the news so present in my mind that I see them now for the first time? Or have they recently been painted up there? Anyhow: Reagan, Clinton and Bush are in front of me in small format! Reagan is swinging in his right hand a revolver and wears spore-filled boots. Bush swings a flag in his left hand and has a halo floating above his head. Clinton is standing in the middle, and seems to curb the two of them like a patient father. Who will be next? And how should Clinton manage to keep Trump in check, when he has not even a free hand left? It will remain exciting and for me, who is used to German election campaigns and Merkel’s rhombus, the American election campaign remains strangely alien and reminds me more of Latin American telenovelas than of political realism.


(S – Bahn Station Savignyplatz, Berlin Charlottenburg)

37th day: Never fortget: 1933 – 1938 – 1945

37th day: NEVER FORGET: 1933 – 1938 – 1945
In the last years I got off the metro nearly every day at the S – Bahn Station Savigny Platz on my way to work. I was always in a hurry and never paid much attention to the three year data that appear when the metro goes on. 1933 – every german knows this date: the Nazis seized to power. 1945 – the 12 year long nightmare was finally over. What happened exactly on 1938? I had to look up history books to be sure: in 1938 the situation of the jewish population worsened dramatically.
It’s incredible that there a people nowadays that are denying this absolute shaming part of our history: HOW CAN WE EVER FORGET?

(S – Bahn Station Savigny – Platz, Berlin Charlottenburg)

33rd day: Milk

33rd day: MILK
For a long time I haven’t seen so many pregnant women and mothers with young children as in Copenhagen! Strikingly often there were also fathers, walking with their babies in the parks in the mornings. Matching to this observation I found in Nørrebro, a neibourhood of Copenhagen wich corresponds to Berlin’s Kreuzberg, this happy-looking woman who apparently is breastfeeding her twins .
(Nørrebro, Kopenhagen)

31. Tag: Räume erschaffen…

31st. day: CREATING SPACES…
I’m really impressed by Copenhagen’s city planning: everything is planned to improve life quality of the citizens. New and old architecture is combined in a brave manner. Cyclist are riding on special bikeways throughout the city, there are beautiful bridges for bikes and in the malls exists bicycle parking garages.Like this even the drizzly weather is not bothering at all. I definitely will return to this extraordinary city!
(Vesterbrogade, Kopenhagen)

30th day: The ugly duckling…

30th day: THE UGLY DUCKLING…
sometimes it takes a while before we see true beauty. Often we judge too fast and superficial. That is what the fairy tale by Hans Christian Andersen is about, in which a swan’s egg accidentally gets into the nest of a duck. The swan chick is ugly and clumsy and is buffeted by all, until it turns after winter into a beautiful and proud swan.
(Kopenhagen, Sønderboulevard)