Postcards  from  Berlin

Berlin now lost in time. A double-act of cyclists negotiating the conduit between the reconstructed Reichstag and the redeveloped riverside…


The conceit of city transport design, or the inadvertent historic spectre of the robust Atlantic Wall construction reflected in its fabric?

Those steadfastly clinging on to the fickle nature of a ’24/7′ world, where a trip abroad has already been completed through the crystal ball of social media. Has the age of self-exploration reached its zenith? Was it ever thus, albeit in a different guise?


Split screen montage. ”In Europe” (a loaded term and byword these days). The sense of vastness and possibility. Not the American Dream, more a sense of isolation.

A timeless activity down Unter Den Linden, around the Dom and onwards, until dusk curtails the slow lane of human traffic. After-dark now ceding the contested space to those local inhabitants heading home, or preparing to cut a swathe towards the cornucopia of nightlife…