Mittwoch, 23. November 2011


Please take a look, either from the street or on the net:

We had a great opening party yesterday. Thank you all for coming and staying so long, although it was freezing. I hope you stay healthy!

What others say:

I love BERLIN-WEEKLY art installations!

This week is Ute Brönner chance to intrigue peoples eyes while they're walking through Linienstrasse, in Mitte.

"Although we want it to last forever, we know it never will"
... Entirely made of red cabbages, the window becomes a view on a garden, so alive and vital even so the vegetables are not connected with mother earth anymore.

Mittwoch, 9. November 2011

The Return

Some day, if you are lucky,

you'll return from a thunderous journey trailing snake scales, wing fragments and the musk of Earth and moon.
Eyes will examine you for signs
of damage, or change
and you, too, will wonder
if your skin shows traces
of fur, or leaves,
if thrushes have built a nest
of your hair, if Andromeda
burns from your eyes.
Do not be surprised by prickly questions
from those who barely inhabit
their own fleeting lives, who barely taste
their own possibility, who barely dream.
If your hands are empty, treasureless,
if your toes have not grown claws,
if your obedient voice has not
become a wild cry, a howl,
you will reassure them. We warned you,
they might declare, there is nothing else,

no point, no meaning, no mystery at all,

just this frantic waiting to die.

And yet, they tremble, mute,
afraid you've returned without sweet
elixir for unspeakable thirst, without
a fluent dance or holy language
to teach them, without a compass
bearing to a forgotten border where
no one crosses without weeping
for the terrible beauty of galaxies
and granite and bone. They tremble,
hoping your lips hold a secret,
that the song your body now sings

will redeem them, yet they fear

your secret is dangerous, shattering,
and once it flies from your astonished
mouth, they-like you-must disintegrate
before unfolding tremulous wings.

-Geneen Marie Haugen

an mich gesendet
von Beth Pettengill Riley, die mich als erste Continuum Movement gelehrt hat.