Krumme Lanke

 It was my birthday in August. James baked me this delish banana bread to take to work. Being the birthday boy, it was my duty to bring cake and treats for everyone at work, as per German tradition.

       Sheenie cooked up a massive feast and I had a few buddies over.
       Jules even skyped me from London which was in riot mode.
       My first birthday in summer.

       "Uh, it's 1972, an election year, and once again 

       black people are running... for their lives." 

       

       - Gil Scott-Heron, The King Alfred Plan

       

       City elections were held in Berlin in September.

       The posters from the far-right didn't really go for the subtle approach.

 "Guten Heimflug" = Good flight home.

       "Deutsche Kinder braucht das Land" = German children need the country.

"Gas geben" = Give gas.

       Working.

       Usually I would ride my bike to work.

       But sometimes I take the train too.

 Entrance.

       Conventional and unconventional framing.

 My pal Beny.

       Beny painted these with aplomb.

 Sometimes as lunch approaches, your mind starts to play tricks on you.

       Every day a crew of us would head to the Kantine at the Arbeitsamt.

       This day was a Friday, so fish was on the menu.
       You get a free tub of dessert on Fridays, but I got some pancakes as well.
       Not too bad for €7 or €8.

       Gobble gobble gobble.

       In the warmer months we get to walk on the roof.

       This day I got a bird's eye view of a bird's nest.

       Being on the fourth floor has its challenges.
       One of which is having to transport extra large frames out of the window.

       Everyone gets involved and we have a bit of a laugh.

       Even the guys on the fifth floor get in on the act.

       And that's framing.

       My buddy Micha rides his motorbike in the warmer months.