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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

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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

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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

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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

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have you ever seen the rain?

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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!

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Bärbelchen’s dreams

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when I was young #2

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where the demons stay


when I was young


… their days are over, my friend, this was the end ….


oenothera biennis – living for one night


the return of the banana


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


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 II

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

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gdr – once upon a time

once upon the time there was a country…. doesn’t exist anymore

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Kreuzberg tales IX

my favorite. I’m a fan of Hillmann, the little food store in Kreuzberg. it was in the middle of the 80, when Hillmann opened his shop. the wall was still there and he imported good food from the black forest region. this was a big difference to all this supermarket food available here. since years Vivianne and Harry are working here. we are all depending on the little shop

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Lebensmittel Hillmann, Oranienstr. 20, 10999 Berlin-Kreuzberg, Tel: 030.614 56 44,


Hilde – the ritual

there was an anual ritual in Hilde’s garden. the apple tree. Hilde loved her apple tree. since I was young this tree has been there. I used to climb in that tree to collect the apples for her. now this apple tree is the last remaining tree in Hilde’s garden.  year by year it has more fruits than the year before. Hilde still collected the apples every year

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Hilde – the journey

some weeks ago Hilde took us for a journey into the past. she found the old photo albums . since then Hilde is diving through the pictures. there are some funny ones of Franz and the „little kids“.  she found pictures of her 50th birthday, nearly 40years ago. some photos of uncle Herbert appeared, just after he married. nobody of us would have remembered him

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Hilde – the apple pie

autumn was a paradise. we were kids and every autum was a competition in our family. who’s making the best apple pie. everday apple pie for us. today there is no more competition since 20 years. Hilde liked to make apple pie in autumn

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kreuzberg tales XIV

these workshops in the backyards of Berlin always attracted me to look through the windows. my friend Norbert is a carpenter in my old neighbourhood Kreuzberg. and I like to watch him through his window, if I pass by. he does this fantastic handmade furniture I really like.  my apartment is much to small for all these things, but it’s fun to watch him

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