Sunday, September 14, 2008

Upstairs at Eric''s

Moving is always a big adventure. I moved so many times in my life that I sometimes have the feeling I never stayed long enough in a place. Every time I say “it’s the last time” because It just exhausts me to pack all the time but I keep on doing it : I stopped moving by myself or with a little help from my friends and prefer to call professionals. At least, I don’t kill my back anymore. It seems that I have finally found a place to stay. Here in Berlin the offer exceeds the request so It is never difficult to find a new place. What is not that easy is to find a place you like. German standards are not what you expect sometimes and the flats you find do not match your priorities. Most of the time I found flats sad, without feelings, and I do not feel the will to go inside. Nevertheless, after months of patience and research, after phases of ups to downs, It’s done. Of course there are things you are always ready to cancel on your list, meaning you never find the house of your dreams. I was ready for this eventuality and I do not regret my choice. I am not staying in Mitte anymore, but in Friedrichshain. It’s called the “Late Machiato” area because more and more people are moving in. It’s based on the east of Mitte, belonged to ex East Germany and you still find everywhere traces of this period, though it changes very quickly. Friedrichshain is a part of Berlin's borough of Friedrichshain-Kreuzberg. From its creation in 1920 until Berlin's 2001 administrative reform (remember Wasserschlacht, I talked about previously) it was a freestanding city borough. Formerly part of East Berlin, it is a inner city locality, adjacent to Mitte, Prenzlauer Berg, Kreuzberg and Lichtenberg. Friedrichshain is named after the Volkspark Friedrichshain, a vast green park located at the north border to Prenzlauer Berg. During the Nazi era, it bore the name Horst-Wessel-Stadt. The largely working-class district was created in 1920 when Greater Berlin was created in a referendum, incorporating several surrounding cities. Friedrichshain united the Frankfurter Vorstadt, already part of Berlin, and the villages of Boxhagen and Stralau. It took its name (meaning "Frederick's Grove") from the Volkspark (People's Park), which was planned in 1840 to commemorate the centenary of Frederick the Great’s coronation. Much of the district was settled in the rapid industrialization of the 19th and early 20th centuries, led by growth in manufacturing and crafts. It owed much to the opening of the railway line between Berlin and Frankfurt (Oder) in 1846 (which terminated near the site of today's Berlin Ostbahnhof), and the opening of the first waterworks in 1865 at Stralauer Tor. In the early 1900s, the district's largest employer was the Knorr-Bremse brake factory; the Knorrpromenade, one of Friedrichshain's most attractive streets, was built to house the management.
When the
Nazis came to power in 1933, the district was renamed Horst-Wessel stadt after the street fighter and writer of the Nazi hymn whose slow death, after being shot by communists, in Friedrichshain hospital in 1930 was turned into a propaganda event by Josef Goebbels.
During
World War II Friedrichshain was one of the most badly damaged parts of Berlin, as the allies specifically targeted its industries. After the war ended, the boundary between the American and Soviet occupation sectors ran between Friedrichshain and Kreuzberg. This turned into a sealed border between East and West Berlin when the Berlin Wall was built in 1961. The Stalinallee (now Karl-Marx-Allee, where the CSA Bar is and Frankfurter Allee) was built in Friedrichshain in the late 1940s and early 1950s as a prestige project; its architecture is strongly reminiscent of that of Soviet-era Moscow boulevards. It was also the scene of the 1953 uprising, when a raised work quota led to protests throughout East Germany that were only put down with Soviet intervention. After the fall of the Berlin Wall in November 1989 and German reunification the following October, Friedrichshain began to develop a reputation as a young, dynamic district, thanks in part to low rents and the many empty apartments that also attracted the attention of West Berlin squatters. Alongside the neighboring districts of Mitte, Prenzlauer Berg, and Kreuzber, Friedrichshain is now considered one of Berlin's most fashionable areas, and is home to numerous design and media companies including MTV Central Europe. It is known for its many bars, clubs, pubs, and cafes, concentrated in the vicinity of Simon-Dach-Straße and Boxhagener Platz. There are numerous squats in Friedrichshain, particularly in Rigaer Straße. In contrast to the more gentrified and expensive districts of Prenzlauer Berg and Mitte, Friedrichshain has a slightly run-down atmosphere, and its lower rents following German reunification attracted students and artists. Nowadays numerous restoration works are under way and Friedrichshain is developing on a fast pace becoming more and more gentrified itself. I wanted to stay in Mitte first of all but It went too expensive for me and I wanted to have a bigger place to welcome friends when they wish to spend some time with me. Mitte became also too touristic and not being able to be part of the real Berlin life was no fun anymore. I wanted to be a bit nearer from work as well so this area came very quickly in mind. Not many places are renovated so I was ready to do some work. Though I spent a lot of time organizing the work to be done inside the flat, the result matches my expectations. Then the rest of the decoration belongs to me and will take some years. Of course, like it happened when I moved last year here, I had no internet/phone connection for 4 weeks. Not because It takes a long time to get an appointment but because the german phone company has the monopole, their employees just don’t care and do not ring your door but just leave a note on your mailbox, saying you were not at home when they passed by. You, getting nervous with the 8 hours waiting time, you only wish to be able to use your phone. So, It’s a new life again. Secured with the job, money and friends and the discovery of a new area that will be my world for the next (many) years, if I remain here.

Tuesday, September 9, 2008

Moving on

I am in the middle of a moving, that's why.

Monday, August 25, 2008

Last happiness

There is a big debate about Happiness. Some think you’re happy because you achieved a life full of nice things and/or happy events. Some think happiness depends of the way of seeing things : the story of the bottle half empty, half full.

Saturday, August 23, 2008

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Lesson Nr. 15

Happiness : taking time to watch the beauty of the world
in François lelord's "Hector's journey"

Friday, August 22, 2008

Châteaux against Clos

Châteaux against Clos, aristocrates against Wine grower, Protestant rigour against catholic spirit … set those two prestigious French wine regions. It’s a nice scene of the Babette’s dinner, the « fairytale » of Karen Blixen. In the XIXth Century, a catholic cooker, escaping from Versailles, becomes a maid at two bishop’s daughters, in a Norvegian port. She won the lottery and prepares a french dinner for the sad lutherian community which is around the two sisters. And when an old man delivers the food arrived from France by boat, one of her takes a bottle and scared, asks : “What’s inside of this, Babette ? This isn’t wine, I hope ?” Babette answers with a smile : “wine, Madame, oh, no ! It’s a clos-vougeot 1846 ». Served on Cailles on sarcophage, it will make happy the assembly of crows, assembled at the table. The dinner frees deep down passions and erases long lived hatred. The Bourgogne at work. Is Bourgogne wine (Burgundy in English) a catholic wine ? Bordeaux a protestant one ? this idea was developed some years ago. Though the polemic is created, this published article received cold welcome in the world of owners of Bordeaux wine. It is a bit of a shame because the idea is nevertheless interesting. When you look back at History and images, you can’t help yourself noticing that the opposition exists. The two most prestigious french wine regions. Tiped over wines when they are very well made, on nourishing earth. Incomparable wine, we say. Those two long ignored themselves. Not the same customers, not the same markets. Not the same to name it. The generic name of a city for one, of a region for the other. Maybe because the harbour of Bordeaux played an important role in the development of this wine region, opening the access to British islands. Deep down in the centre of the country, Bourgogne used roads and rivers to conquer the North, Paris, Popes in Avignon, then Rome. Long time far beyond Bordeaux, Bourgogne has a lot to thank to bishops who revealed the soil. At the XIIth century, Benedictines explore the soil, look at the ones producing the best wine. It’s a big decision because transport costs so much by road at those times that they have to try to sell the same quantity but more at a more expensive price, so to say : to produce quality. Progressively, bishops close parcels more qualitative than others. They build a hierarchy of the soil, draw a real mosaic that they limit with stones. A true puzzle. Today again, you still notice it by the hundreds of names. That is specifically a concept of Bourgogne which designs the soil it belongs to, its declivity, its exposure to sun and wind. Anything that signs a wine, makes it different from the aside parcel. Bishops made of a region, a religion. In 1395, Philippe le Hardi, duke of Burgundy, wants a unique vine plant. That will make a big distinction between Bourgogne and Bordeaux which can received 5 different vine plants, that allows to adapt to different weather changes. The duke wants Gamay to be uprooted for the profit of the Pinot noir (personally I like Gamay too !). But it was to please better the pope, the king and some other lords with the best and precious wines of the kingdom. The duke was well inspired. Pinot is a wonderful vine plant. Ultra sensitive to the climate and soil, it hates the yield and approximative cutting. But it can produce the best wine when it’s not loosing its substance nor soul with dilution. Experts say there is a real aromatic purity, extremely good wines when all conditions are there. Taking profit of the commercial net of the cistercians, Bourgogne is being sold in north of Europe, Paris and its region, at court, where its first rival is not yet Bordeaux but Champagne, which produces a light red wine, fruty, equaly made with Pinot noir. Bourgogne makes drink as well popes and cardinals and during wars of religion, vine growers know which side to stay. At this time, Bordeaux is not well known. The benefit of its growth came from Aliénor d’Aquitaine. Separated from Louis VII, the beautiful Aliénor married the king-to-be Henri II of England. And Bordeaux exploded. Thanks to their fidelity to the Anglois, they obtained that the wine of the hinterland, where Gaillac and Cahors made an intrusion, do not have an access to the harbour of Bordeaux before November 11th. It allows the Bordeaux to ship their production to the british islands and north of Europe. The grape vines, mostly on the hill of Saint-Emilion, cover up the Graves, poor earth of the region, at the south of Bordeaux. Then the ones of Medoc, at the north. The privilege will stay until the Revolution. More than 500 years, so Bordeaux made a fortune and invest on the land. The aristocrats buy land, assemble them in big domains, relude to actual properties. This makes today again this strong contrast with Bourgogne : on one side, a patchwork of tiny parcels, on the other side seas of vineyards. For example, the Romanée-Conti, most important cru vintage of Bourgogne is 1,85 hectare and is selling 6000 bottles a year. Château Margaux exceeds 85 hectares, Lafite the 100 hectares. Each is selling at least 200 000 bottles of its best wine. So Bordeaux makes drink the protestant land of England, Holland and Flanders. It helps modeling its wine. England loves the strict Cabernet-Sauvignon. From the XVIIth century, dealers and brokers establish themselves in Bordeaux to ease the exchanges : Holland, Flanders, then England. The newcomers, ancestors of the actual houses, are a strong community in Bordeaux. They buy domains from the old aristocracy. Transactions are numbered compared to Bourgogne, where the link with earth is not so aristocratic, more peasant. Vineyards start to be sold to bankers, then industrials, insurance companies when Bourgogne stays property of families. Tendency seems to change a bit though marginal. When a property is ready to be sold, families who are financialy strong, know the fact very quickly and react, buying it. So the wine stays burgundian. On the atlantic coast, dealers bet on the taste of the wine. They adapt it to the taste of their foreign customers, imposing long cuvage, in order to obtain more concentrated wine, adapted to travel. The regular frequency of England gave maybe to Bordeaux a less demonstrative taste. Dark and strong wine, when Pinot noir offers an open and sensual wine. Nose wine against mouth wine. Light wine against well-built wine. The uses reinforce those representations. The traditional glass of Bourgogne is round. The Bordeaux one is straight like a tulip, narrowed at the edge. The bottle is temperate and easy to stack. The Bourgogne one is big-bellied, sometimes with a thicker edge for the Grand Crus. One could represent a bishop. The other one a paunchy capuchin. Same opposition with the service. Bordeaux cultivates the aristocratic art of decantation at the candle. Some see in this act a transposition of a spirit of purity to God : we clarify the wine, we make it transparent. Bourgogne, for its side, is not afraid to put the bottle on the table, if possible with the protective dust. Same divergences with the calories with the meal. Butter against duck fat. Sauced meat against roast meat. But sometimes roles are reversed. Around Bordeaux, the new castles are very bright, very flashy when some of the properties of Côtes-de-Nuits inherit the austerity of cistercian bishops. Pinot noir can have a bad teenage time, closed. Its most refined crus are not accessible to beginners. So all this is not that simple ? Let’s go back in the wine-cellar and taste again to go deeply into the question. I heard it through the grapevine

Tuesday, August 19, 2008

Instantanés

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Lesson Nr. 13

Happiness is to think of the happiness of the ones we love
in François lelord's "Hector's journey"

Friday, August 15, 2008

Instantanés

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Lesson Nr. 12

Is happiness only a chemical reaction in the brain ?
in François lelord's "Hector's journey"

Gone

Gone but not forgotten is a nice movie. Not a super production but something enjoyable. Meaning It shows what could happen to any of us and the start of a new life. It was made in 2003, so not that new. It's great to see such an endearing movie that doesn't rely on the usual gay storylines of AIDS, coming out, or campy drag queens. Wearing it's heart on its sleave, Gone but not forgotten is a charming, adult, romantic love story with a touch of mystery from writer, director, producer, and editor Michael D. Akers. This guy does it all and on a shoestring budget! But with an intriguing story and a fine cast it's first class all the way! Shot on digital video, which does give it a home video feel to it and takes some getting used to, but once you settle in, it's an enjoyable trek. Shot in and around Yosemite National Park the story revolves around an openly gay forest ranger named Drew (Aaron Orr) who's rescued a young man, Mark (Matthew Montgomery), from an accident that leaves him with amnesia in a smalltown hospital. Drew takes him `under his wing', they develop a friendship, and ultimately a relationship. But as the story unfolds and Mark begins to remember his past, through a series of flashbacks to what led up to his accident, he begins to question who he is and where he is headed. Is he gay or straight? Will he stay with Drew or go back to his previous life, whatever that may be? Mark's not the only one with secrets but Drew holds some of his own as well regarding his past and his relationship with his brother. They're all revealed as the story continues and ultimately come together in a satisfying ending. There are some moments that seemed a bit over-the-top and somewhat unbelievable, but as a first time effort Michael Akers has done a fine job with his ensemble cast. But it's the male leads that drew me in and found their relationship sweet and charming. The questions the story posed were also intriguing with regards to amnesia, sexual orientation and past memories. Intriguing. It's not without its flaws but overall I really enjoyed this independent film. Grab a big bowl of popcorn, settle back on your couch and enjoy!

Instantanés

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Story of my life

And I've done it again . I meet a guy in the street. Simply as that. It's friday evening, I'm coming back home under heavy rain, on the bike, waiting at the red light to change into green and then I cross his eyes. A look, a second, a smile, I put the bike aside and start to talk to him. He's american, prefers to talk english with me, notices I'm not German, living here for the summer, nice looking, taking off his cap, where do I live, He's waiting for a date, I didn't ask for anything and then ... : what's my profile on internet. What's wrong with the picture ? Am I living in the 5th dimension ?

Yellow lounge

I talked about Yellow Lounge once before. It's a try to bring classical music in unusual places and mix the music with modern sounds, all live. Next show is Monday. Have a try.