Unscene Berlin

  Rolling around Schoeneweide, again, I notice a gate open at the old brewery. It looks like a host extending a personal invitation to come in and look around.  Much obliged if I do... Eyes gazing upward of piles of rubble, grazing lofty, grandiose walls, all faded formidability that waits but never gives up its stature .  What is it about this delirious, valueless space , that keeps my mind straying off track, returning to center, re- balanced? Drawn into halls and bays that are   grandiose, soaring, extravagant as they are abandoned and unkempt. Like a pebble strewn beach or an overgrown field, this building needs nothing but the elements and awareness to sustain it.   The structure itself is actually formed of art. It's a very Berlin approach, the accidental breach of order spilling colour from every molecule of the city. No new beginnings or means to an end, just an ...