at home

once upon a time – gdr

once upon a time there was a country …. today it no longer exists

celebration day

 I grew up with carnival. it was part of my life. every year I came back to Cologne. just to celebrate the end of the winter and the beginning of a new season. there is nothing to celebrate anymore

berlin – looking out of my window

I leaned out of my window for 25 years, our Karl-Marx-Platz in Berlin-Neukölln is something special since a long time. it was a pleasure to see what happened in our neighborhood.
here I have seen time pass. over the years I have seen many shops open and close again. neighbors moved in and out. the place has endured everything. now we go

gdr – the last birthday party

my father Franz always told me, never go to a party you’re not invited. I did it once. I smuggled myself into a birthday party. everything was well prepared, entertainment for the kids, big pieces of pork for the elderly, beer and Elvis. suddenly everything changed on that day. it became the last GDR – birthday party ever. the GDR doesn’t exist anymore. I should have listened to Franz

eastern germany – a dream

1995 the ban against industrial hemp was lifted. 1996 farmers all over started to cultivate industrial hemp. the hemp museum in Berlin showed the usage of hemp. somewhere in Eastern Germany was the hope to reactivate a regional economy. at the same time patients were fighting for the right to use hemp as medicine. the baker tried his best. Charly was the only one who simply enjoyed

Kreuzberg tales V

Ok, we were young and wild. we wanted to change the world. for some strange reason this idea always ended up in some fighting in the streets. since then a lot of things changed in my little neighbourhood Kreuzberg. we became famous and a newborn tourist attraction with bars and music clubs


Kreuzberg tales II

many years ago I discovered a hidden world. just next door.  my neighbors come here from all over the world. they brought their religion with. the backyards of my neighborhood have become very spiritual and I am blessed by all religions

Kreuzberg tales

more then 30 years I’m living now in this neighbourhood Kreuzberg, a Berlin quarter. in the early years it used to be the end of the world. the berlin wall surrounded us in this days. now Kreuzberg has changed. going around today is sometimes more than crazy. always there are new thing to discover. Kreuzberg is full of stories to tell. but all in its proper time

we have Wuppertal

there is no reason to come here. normally. nothing special here. sometimes the train doesn’t even stop. the suspension railway is moving through the middle of the town. good friday is different


CENTURION: Where is Brian of Remscheid?!
BRIAN: You sanctimonious bastards!
CENTURION: I have an order for his release!
BRIAN: You stupid bastards!
MR. CHEEKY: Uh, I’m Brian of Remscheid.
BRIAN: What?!
MR. CHEEKY: Yeah, I– I– I’m Brian of Remscheid.
CENTURION: Take him down!
BRIAN: I’m Brian of Remscheid!
VICTIM #1: Eh, I’m Brian!
MR. BIG NOSE: I’m Brian!
VICTIM #2: Look, I’m Brian!
BRIAN: I’m Brian!
VICTIMS: I’m Brian!
GREGORY: I’m Brian, and so’s my wife!
VICTIMS: I’m Brian! I’m Brian!…
BRIAN: I’m Brian of Remscheid!
CENTURION: All right. Take him away and release him.
MR. CHEEKY: No, I’m only joking. I’m not really Brian. No, I’m not Brian. I was only– It was a joke. I’m only pulling your leg! It’s a joke! I’m not him! I’m just having you on! Put me back! Bloody Romans! Can’t take a joke!

once upon a time – the street

for years, the factory has set the rhythm of life here on the street. all the time I knew the street it was 6’clock, 14’clock and 22’clock. the street was packed then. going to work or coming out. for me the street became my lifeline, while I was working in the factory. the street gave me everything I needed; breakfast, lunch or a couple of beer’s at night

once upon a time – the idea

the idea was simple. very simple and cristal clear. 1979 – we were young and full of energy. people couldn’t find places to stay. the houses were left empty by the houseowners. so we take the house, clean them and give them to the people. the houses belong to the people, was the idea. and we were not alone. we became part of an international movement

once upon a time – brokdorf 1976

41 years ago. no ecologic movement was existing. just a handfull of people resited. but the police came one hour past midnight and drove us out with their water cannons and tear gas. first they fenced the site and started to build that nuclear power plant. two weeks later, we were 30,000 trying to stop that nuclear power plant.

the politicians were drunken by the idea of making atomic electricity. they didn’t want to hear that atomic energy is not safe at all. the electric corporations promised high profits and that amtomic electricity will be cheap to produce. until now nobody has an answer what to do with the waste. and we still pay for that shit again and again

have you ever seen the rain?

berlin – cologne

time to go. crossing the country side. there are plenty things to discover. Germany by train is something. going back to Cologne is just great for this moments. best is to cross the Rhein River at the end of the journey. in Cologne. but be sure, you’ll never in time!

Bärbelchen’s dreams

when I was young #2

where the demons stay

when I was young

oenothera biennis – living for one night

election in germany – the return of the banana

… and they still believe bananas grow on tree nearby Berlin. maybe they are right and qwe should follow this idea …

live in the box

for years they have been there. nobody paid any attention. all this little boxes were just there, for years. now I don’t understand, why nobody had the idea to open them over all this years. I found the whole family life over the last century here. finally one question remained, who is that guy in my grandmothers jewellery box

the christmass-tree


„Alle Jahre wieder…..”

Every year again
Comes the Christ
Child Down to earth
Where we humans are.

every year Hilde and Nicole are preparing their christmass tree. later on Nicole plays the song on her flute. years ago Hilde had prepaired little presents for everyone,now Nicole takes over this responsbility

Kreuzberg tales XIII

night mets the day.  every morning the same. we all met there. coming back from the bar, going to work, or just hanging out. in front of the newspaper kiosk near the Kottbusser Tor. in 1987



Kreuzberg tales III

everything changed during this night in November 89. I woke up next morning and nothing was like the day before. the wall fell down. and my neighborhood chnanged. the checkpoints between East Berlin and West Berlin were open. today the wall and Mitropa became a tourist attraction