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Bright Moment

I met her in Trieste. Like me, she had flown in from Berlin for work. Serene, modest, sensitive – she reminded me of a fawn. When we had a moment off from work, we took the cable car up the hill to see the sea….

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In the museum

I often come across such strange stories in my travels. I don’t know why; perhaps it’s because my energy attracts unusual people, like the time a 14 year old boy in the British Museum approached and shyly asked for my phone number. The scenario ended…

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The Counselor

I have some unhappy childhood memories. Ever since I was a kid, I’ve felt out of place in this world, as if I should have been born into another one. My mother couldn’t understand me, I had no place at school… I hated it all. Until I was 13, I was…

Love on Transit

I was sitting on the train. To my left was a middle-aged married couple, and to my right was a pair of young, passionate lovebirds. The boy gently caressed the young girl’s pretty little face, gently turning the hair  in his hands and feeling the soft skin, over…

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Art in Motion

Meeting him was the same as meeting and old friend, one that I have not seen in a long time. Months, or years may have passed yet upon meeting it felt like an old hug from a familiar soul. How strange, for I have never…

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Blossom again, Come spring

 “Blossom again, come spring” From my opinion, Berlin has one of the most beautiful cherry blossom views globally. Of course Berlinerisch Kirschblüten  won’t be as famous as Nippon Sakura, however,  they have a kind of vague connection between each other. The East Berlin side cherry…

Unforgettable stories of Encounters

They I do not know them. What stories their careers and their relationship hold, I have no way of knowing.  Yet almost every year, in winter, I encounter them on Auguststraße. They are always wrapped in identical scarves, dressed in a similar style, taking turns…

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The Imagination of Ourselves

Winter is long and cold, it seems to drag on for the longest time with no end in sight as if on a long boat voyage, the horizon is always present….that landmass far away. It knowingly seems to recede from your approach, stretching time and…

Books, Books, Books!

Competition! For this entire year I have been focusing on my first personal English Art book <Encounters>, which talks about various of people’s encounters, stories and their perspectives on life. And I was hardly find much time to do any other project, however, it was…