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long weekend in a mountain field (near Berlin), Thursday, 10.2. Until Monday, 14.2., Part 1 / 4

exile in the north of Berlin. Fiftieth anniversary without celebration. So it should be. After breakfast with B. and H. We beat ourselves with the S-and U-Bahn by up to Mehringplatz. It appears there late sixties resulting Stadtquartier me with his round, double row Course development quite successfully. But behind the towering, ten-to seventeen-story high-rise building fronts seem completely over the top and slaying. The monumental block of the former Imperial Patent Office in 1905, which we run, is hardly appealing architecturally. Interesting is the opposite, acutely tapering IG-metal building that reminds me of Brussels' Art Deco buildings, with its mix of new construction and expressive design elements. Only at home I will read that it is by Erich Mendelsohn (1929-30), the more I am annoyed that we have not thrown a look inside. Libeskind's Jewish Museum, we can also be left.

Our ultimate goal namely the Berlin Gallery, where we look at the photo exhibit "Nan Goldin - Berlin Work. Photography 1984 bi s want to look 2009 " (until 28.03.2011). What we did not expect is that this only in 2004 at the current, somewhat remote location opened National Museum of Modern Art, photography and architecture with many other, exciting exhibitions, from its own collection (photographs, graphics and fine art in particular of the 20th century) comes up.

take delivery of our room Bernd monumental painting "1 / 10 second before the Warsaw bridge" (1978). Various installations (including Edward Kienholz), numerous photo exhibitions, including a showcase of Arno Fischer, whose Berlin W photographs from the fifties, particularly impressed, and a selection from the collection that takes up the entire first floor, illustrate why the admission ticket "day pass" is . We can absorb only a fraction of the works realized for everything you would need actually a whole day.

The focus now said, well hung and Nan Goldin exhibition illuminated with colorful portraits of it in Berlin, especially during the nineties, in her Friends started. At first glance, the isolated snapshots, but if you think there are similarities, repeating patterns and, like a red thread. First, many of the portraits over the years to emerge again and again, to return some other picture elements (windows, mirrors, water, cigarette smoke) again and the images can be combine them into small thematic groups (self-portraits, nudes, interiors). It's fun to go with the flow several times through the exhibition itself establish links between the images and pick out his favorite photographs. Sincerity and empathy, closeness and intimacy, identify these pictures, which are hardly exhibitionist or voyeuristic. So one would like to photograph people.

saturated by all the pictures we allow ourselves to simply visit the museum through the streets, past the former National Debt Office (1919-24) with its rounded corner building, the Federal Printing and pass through a beautiful courtyard. In a side street we meet three crows, pecking at the crumbs on the sidewalk. You might have come directly to the blog instead of cat . Coming closer to flee the handsome, gray-black birds, which do not exist in the Rhineland, first on a car roof and then up, leave us but not a second sight. R. crumbled a biscuit and, as soon as we have moved a few feet, they come down and pick up the pieces.

Gradually We also get hungry because the Indian restaurant is on the Spree canal with its affordable menu of the day just right. A little rest and warm up to us to do well. Strengthened we move toward the center. Not a palace, not a republic, only a great emptiness, is advertised at their edges with larger than life women for cosmetics. We board the bus number 100 and make a sightseeing tour to the station Zoo. From the current Berlinale we get with hardly anything that Zoopalast cinema, which we happen to be, just renovated. Now even with the U-Bahn to Charlottenburg, where we visit G. in his small cafe near the Lietzensee a visit. For its delicious carrot cake, we are unfortunately much too full of unusually rich lunch. Then we wander a bit through the neighborhood.

In the S-Bahn, we almost ready to leave by a split between us closing door, but leaves the train driver myself into them. When after two transfers, finally, a stop before our goal of a testing station checked our tickets, we suspect no harm. But the two-day passes are intercepted for the "spatial void. Since helps all references to the scheme of the ticket machines nothing, even if the inspectors have to admit that it is misleading in fact. What kind of annoyances. So we have to insert after returning to Mönchengladbach written objection to the two forty euro, let's see what happens. Our friends are outraged - even in the face of injustice which imposes the completely dilapidated train their clients for a year or two.