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Next week opens my exhibition in a Cafe Melusine. The exhibition features some sketches and watercolors I made in spring 2009 and 2010 in Berlin.
Opening is on Wednesday, the 28th of July at 18.00. The exhibition will last until the end of September.
I’ll be happy to see you and your friends there.

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Cafe Melusine (you can see it on a sketch)
July, 28th - September 30th, 2010
Opening -  July, 28th at 18.00

Lenaustraße, 5
12047 Berlin

Sketching at the opening Direktorenhaus, a new art space in Berlin on the banks of the River Spree.
An exhibition “Flowerhead” (Olaf Hajek ) until 20th July, 2010
Address:
Am Krögel 2
10179 Berlin

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Enjoy!

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The snow melts away. It seemed that a car will be there until the spring comes. As soon as I have  reached the wheel with my pen, it run away.

2009-12-06

А couple drinking coffee

2009-02-03 One day shortly after my arrival in Berlin, I exercised my very poor German by ordering a pizza at a neighborhood Italian restaurant. The audience of my vain attempt to construct a German sentence was man who appeared to be of Turkish descent and was likely born in Berlin. He looked at me from under his dark eyebrows and in the spirit of efficiency, abruptly responded in English to everything I said.

Me: Ich hätte gern ein Pizza. ( I would like a Pizza.)

Him: What kind?

Me: Margarita.

Him: For here?

Me: mmmm, nein. (no)

Him: Anything else?

Me: Nein, danke. (no thank you.)

I sat down on a stool to wait telling myself that after a few weeks he would realize that I was not just passing through.

After a few moments, a woman came in. I recognized her wiry, almost boyish frame, blond hair and tired face from the bar next to my apartment building. Amidst greetings and teasing with the man behind the counter she ordered a glass of wine and indicated that she was going to take her usual spot outside. Just before walking out the door with her glass in her hand, she noticed me, gave me a huge smile, shook my hand, and we exchanged a few words in German.

She announced to me with a great wave of her arms that she does not speak English. I replied that I do not speak German. I thought that the very utterance was proof, but she corrected me and said that I spoke a little German and that I am learning. Then she went outside with a glass of wine while I stayed inside to wait for my food.

Suddenly, the man behind the counter became extremely solicitous. He gave me a menu in English. Declining, I explained that I must learn German, so he gave me a German menu. Then he went back behind the counter and returned with a bowl of peanuts. He explained that they were for me to eat while I waited. Ever after, whenever I would walk by the Italian resturaunt, he would smile and wave. “Gutten Tag!” So I became a part of the neighborhood.


a sketch from Hibrid arts festival in Berlin
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This past Saturday I was on my way to a Turkish grocery to pick up fresh herbs, and I noticed a side street lined with blue tarps above folding tables. The plain white banner announced in plain black letters that this was “Tag der Oeffenen Tuer”, literally, the day of the open door. As I walked along the sidewalk and looked at the goods on display, I saw stall after stall of the kitsch that German culture is so famous for. But this was not just any old kitsch! I was in Charlottenburg, and Charlottenburg means bourgeoisie! I was, therefore, looking at expensive, classy, first rate kitsch.
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‘Impala’ has the best coffee on Nollendorfplatz.
What is your favorite coffee shop in Berlin?

2009-08-23 2009-08-23
Terrence A. Bowry and Wynton Kelly Stevenson Brezel Bar, Berlin

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