September 20 2014
So I was wrong. It took more than a week for the first graffiti to appear on the repainted wall of the Spreewaldbad. And then it’s not even a proper graffiti, is it. No tag, no design, no skill. The message being rather blunt. I wonder what kind of person would sneak there in the middle of the night and of all the things he or she could have said he (let’s face it, it’s got to be a him) opted for the rather overused ‘Fuck You’. Was he too illiterate or too unimaginative to go for a more subtle or eloquent message? And who is the the ‘you’ in fuck you. Is it you or is it me? Is it the police who’ve roamed the park recently, or is it the painters who renovated the entrance. It can’t be me really, I’ve done no harm here, sitting at my window and he would have to have extremely good eyes to even spot me. Probably it’s a general message to the people walking by. But no-one seemed to be offended by it. In fact, if you want to be sure, your message get’s ignored, it’s pretty save to go for stereotypes like Fuck You. Whatever happened to mystery, to subversion, to love?
September 19 2014
A different kind of bird you might say. So much excitement today as an ADAC helicopter touched down in the crater of Görlitzer Park without any warning. Only yesterday I was complaining about my days here at the window being repetitive and always the same and here I was sitting watching it all from a front row seat. There was a lot of police there, people running to and fro, others catatonic and oblivious to what was going on around them, some looking furtively over their shoulders. Just like always I guess. But after a night of heavy activity in the park, you couldn’t help put expect the SWAT team to drop in and clean up the mess. Pretty cunning as well, to rent the ADAC chopper as a disguise for such a raid, seeing that the only thing you give their personnel credit for is to change your flat tyre.
September 18 2014
It’s another one of them spot-the-bird pictures. And another one with the Allianz Tower. But at a different time of the day. Look, the things I watch over are limited, they are bound to come back every so often. But my thoughts on them are endless. I guess there must be municipal laws that prevent more of such towers to pop up around town like in any other Capital. So how did the Allianz manage to get away with this one? I’m happy they did, it looks so beautiful in the evening sun and is too far away to block out the morning sun. One of these days I’ll get up early to see if I can get a good view of the sun creeping up behind it. Come Decemeber that might be around 8 or 9 am. Something to look forward too.
September 17 2014
They build places to live at and they build places to work at. So what’s the difference between the two?! The places people work at, most of them employees couldn’t afford to live there, which is a pity cause the view must be magnificent. But isn’t it strange that the place you work at is more posh than where you live. Unless you’re really high up the tier. On the other hand, it’s a strange concept to be so removed from life on the ground. So high up that you have to take the elevator. And then again, maybe you’ll get used to it in no time and then it’s the most ordinary thing in the world. For me, here on the fourth floor, it’s as high as I’ve ever lived and I’m totally comfortable here. I don’t aspire to step up from here, cause after all, you’re common platypus tends to stay low.
September 15 2014
A lot of green, bits of red and black tags on a white door in the evening sun. What does it all mean in the greater scheme of things? It would seem that the world is by default beautiful. Even if humans try very hard to mess it up and and show blatant disregard for it’s charms, the world hardly ever holds a grudge and always comes around. And it doesn’t seem to need that much. A little bit of soil, sunlight, water, gravity and the most amazing things happen before not too long. Sometimes people complain about the rain, but what they don’t realize is that, apart from all the nice greenery and river and what not, the more it rains, the better the rock’n’roll originating in those places. Seattle, Portland, Glasgow, a lot of rain, a lot of great music. I recon it’s because the kids stay in the garage and pick up instruments instead of heading to the beach and getting a tan.
September 14 2014
Here, down on the street, once again, life in a nutshell. Each day you have to make decisions, like for instance how to spend your free time. On your own, with your buddies or with your partner. Or is this already a more general decision on how you want to spend your life. Me I have a lot of time to spare but I don’t have a partner and as I keep pointing out, I don’t have high hopes of bumping into another platypus here in Berlin anytime soon. The more since I don’t really go out that much. My favorite pastime is sitting here at window, watching the world go by and I bet as my luck will have it, should I ever find a female platypus around here, I bet she’s more the active type. In the meantime I’m happy with my buddies Albert and Peng, they are kind of always there, but I must not take them for granted.
september 13 2014
On the other side of the street is an Italian restaurant. Their satellite dish pokes out at the side of the premises, blending in with the parasitic greenery that has made a spirited attempt to reclaim the place. Are these things still in use? I mean other than being a hang out for sparrows. They became popular a mere 20 years ago and already seem relics of an age long gone by. It’s all internet and cable these days, is it? Well, for all I know Satellite TV might be still going strong, but you don’t see as many dishes as you used to. Maybe it’s because the industry finally found ways to make them less ugly and less prominent. Or maybe the people who put them up in order to receive television programs from their country of origin finally realized the channels back home weren’t any better than the local crap. Although that is a kind of disconcerting thought.
12 September 2014
The world by and large is a mystery to me and that becomes apparent every time I look out of my bedroom window. Take this here for instance. One can’t help but wondering, what kind of people would put Snowden Stickers on their scooter, and probably even more intriguing, what kind of people would try to pull them off.
On a more timeless scale, one can’t help but wondering what kind of riveting information this sign once held for the people ambling by. I had many spirited guesses with only the size of a the sign and a lone letter as a reference. Schritttempo fahren (drive at walking speed)? Well now that I had a better look, the letter in front of the r seems to be an e. Wait e sec, I just noticed there is the same Snowden sticker on that sign. They seem pretty popular around here. Alas it got trumped by a the K383 Crew, which is a local Rap act. I guess, well placed promotion is the key to success around here.
11 September 2014
Today some skater kids practiced jumps and flips at the slope on the Spreewaldplatz. They did it with the the listlessness of someone who knows that this activity is not quite as hip and cool as it used to be in the 90s. They seemed quite capable though.
In my experience, whenever you come across skater practicing jumps and tricks in public places, most of the time they seem hopelessly clumsy and incapable of doing the stuff they wanna do. So I asked myself, where do they go, once they’ve mastered those aerials, skids and grinds, you only ever see people practicing in the very early stages of their skateboarding career. A strange thing really cause, you assume that as long as you can’t really pull it off you would practice in private and only once you’ve managed to perform these stunts properly you dare to do them in public places. With skaters it seems the other way round. Once they perfect their art, they seem to go somewhere private were no-one can admire their incredible skills.
10 September 2014
Let’s stay with the Spreewaldbad for the time being cause this is going to be interesting. Today I spotted something very common in front of something very rare. The common thing being the gemeine Nebelkrähe or hooded crow, and the rare thing being an easily accessible wall in Berlin that is still pristine. How can such a strange thing exist in Kreuzberg? Well, the explanation is rather obvious. It just got repainted in a Graffiti inviting light blue as part of an major overhaul of the Spreewaldbad’s entrance building.
The hooded crow breads in northern and eastern Europe and there might be more than 30 million individuals fluttering about on this continent so by the IUCN Red List of Threatened Species the hooded crow is listed under ‘least concern’. That sounds slightly derogatory to me and guess what, the crow shares this category with yours truly, despite no-one knowing how many platypuses exist, the unknown number doesn’t seem to decline so there is nothing to worry about.
Me, I just sit here and enjoy the view, hooded crow and pristine wall, come tomorrow they will both be gone.