Berlin > Germany

> I went to Berlin [capital of Germany, duh] in 2007 + shot these on an old Canon Powershot handheld camera – the camera that got me into photography, I loved that thing. They’re not that skilful or special – + many of them are just shots of artwork + photos + the Wall – but I like them + hope that you like looking at them, these slices of Berliner geschichte [history]… PS > get to Berlin if you haven’t been.

I hated Berlin when I first arrived; it seemed so bleak and dark – in a physical + aesthetic + also a metaphysical + spiritual sense. I had such a great time in Paris, Bruges and [of course] Amsterdam > so when I bussed into Berlin and looked around for the first day or so, I just felt heavy – but I didn’t really know why. > Then I found a few clubs, dark alleys, cool stores, gorgeous buildings, interesting characters + – most importantly – went on a couple of historical bike tours looking Hitler, and also the Berlin wall stuff. This blew my mind + I started to see Berlin in a completely different light. In fact, I fell in love with it!

Over the next week, I began to realise that I was correct to feel a sense of gloom – a lot of shit went down in this city, a lot of shit. Wow. These people had a legacy of latent heaviness and sadness and despair that – coming from Perth in Australia – I couldn’t really fathom. My hometown was barely even 150 years old. It dawned on me that these people were actually doing well – considering!

I started to see robust pockets of light, life + spirit in the darkest spaces of this old city + met people that were moving on + up, forging a brave new world for themselves + their country. I felt a sense of respect + awe for a city rebuilding itself after such abhorrent acts + times.

There’s some pretty graphic photos of the holocaust [warning] taken at the Holocaust Museum. You can also see the monument to the Holocaust [the grey blocks image > info here] which is such a perfect artwork. An amazing experience. Still unbelievable that this happened, and crazy that the 1936 summer olympics were held in Berlin, despite the alarm bells + advice to boycott it due to Hitler… and just  a few years later, WWII and the Holocaust happened. I knew a gay guy that – when he was having a crisis [he was always having a crisis of some type] – he would watch Schindler’s List > and feel better. Sometimes I think of Berlin when people at work are nasty to me, or my car breaks down, etc.  Nice one Berlin, can’t wait to see you again [and take some better photos, ha].

 



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