Showing posts with label Berlin. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Berlin. Show all posts
Thursday, January 28, 2010
coffee is my lifeblood
Americana and Latte Macchiato at Oxymoron
Grosse Americana mit heisse milch at Impala
Latte Macchiato doppelt at Liebling
Latte macchiato at Baltas
Sunday, January 17, 2010
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Tuesday, September 4, 2007
wall
Thursday, July 19, 2007
ancient beefcake (for PhoebeFay)
This is part of the Pergamon Altar built in the 2nd century before the Common Era. So even way back then, they liked perving at nice bums. This picture should keep you all occupied while I am away in Townsville in Far North Queensland for the next few days.
Some museums keep their star attraction as far from the entrance as possible, so that you pass through many galleries to get there. At the Pergamon Museum in Berlin, I was completely unprepared to walk through the front door immediately into the room which houses the Altar. The force of this astonishing work is such that we were grateful for the stone benches, as our knees were literally (yes, anaglyph, literally) buckling. My companion this day was Barbie, who was enjoying Cissy's Marvelous Berlin-In-Four-Days tour. She had always wanted to see the Ishtar Gate, another piece of the Pergamon's extraordinary loot.
Some museums keep their star attraction as far from the entrance as possible, so that you pass through many galleries to get there. At the Pergamon Museum in Berlin, I was completely unprepared to walk through the front door immediately into the room which houses the Altar. The force of this astonishing work is such that we were grateful for the stone benches, as our knees were literally (yes, anaglyph, literally) buckling. My companion this day was Barbie, who was enjoying Cissy's Marvelous Berlin-In-Four-Days tour. She had always wanted to see the Ishtar Gate, another piece of the Pergamon's extraordinary loot.
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Tuesday, July 3, 2007
Anemone hupehensis
I found this flower in the grounds of the Kathe Kollwitz Museum in Berlin. I like the work of this artist very much. Her drawings are rather stark & can be overwhelming. They speak of the horrors of war, and in particular its effect on women & children. Her work is full of mothers.
On Unter Den Linden, her sculpture "Mother With Her Dead Son" is enclosed by walls, but open to the sky. Instead of the usual formal pieta with the dead son stretched horizontally across his calmly sad mother's lap, Kollwitz has the grown child enfolded vertically in the bulk of the grieving mother.
Thursday, May 24, 2007
Passiflora caerulea
I have been languishing in the Land of Dial-Up (and will continue that sojourn until Monday). In the meantime, let me post this passionflower to celebrate all the May birthday buddies, including me. (I had a very nice time, thanks so much for asking). Happy Birthday also to - Nickemu, Big K, the Gucci Mama, Fynn7, Barbie, Rug Cuz, Tintarella, Schatzi, Nuala Fury, Linz, Kat & Feef-so-far-away.
Wednesday, May 2, 2007
coloured building
Friday, April 20, 2007
Thursday, February 8, 2007
Monday, January 29, 2007
Berlin sky
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