Impressions from the Berlin leuchtet / Berlin lights 2017 event which took again place in the 1st half of October with illuminated facades and buildings all over the city each evening from sun-set till midnight.
For the beginning of autumn the city decided to disguise again in colorful visions and pictures of light like another kind of carnival. Even sharp historical contours are now easily softening when diverse light artists are projecting their moving grafitti-like pictures and untamed motives on classical or modern facades serving now as an open cinema of profound collective imagination.
The steady buildings transmute to simple illusions of sparkling tales, abstractions, comics or other visual stories, even funny children’s drawings were used this year being projected on the classical walls of old Humboldt University, a nice and vivid contrast to the usual daily life taking place there normally. This event takes place each year now starting usually end of September till mid of October here in Berlin and is really worth a visit.
linked to The Daily Post Weekly Photo Challenge “Glow”
Again we have to observe that megalomaniac leaders bustle about at the horizon and assure the amorphous serpents creeping over the streets that it would still be a grand creation to survive on these rails of civilization. A blotted vision attacks the alien visitor in a fever of amok: a false expectation and endless questions. So why should one still continue the decoding of the round-about in the interspace of opulent stoppers while copulating with the mimicry in legendary madness effects and all this just in order to get a further permission here in the globalized desert?
Stupid collapsing quant, because you only smell excitement behind the balloon where the mutants dehumanize riotings, but the silo remains stable in the molecular wind where the weird insight’s silver awaits the later coming invader. Dilettantes, your stirring must be louder than such a smelly metadiscourse. Filth must vanish under the slogan: One blight on the nation for everybody! Because now, it really becomes embarassing in Europe.
No illusion is capable to fake this universe – neither a symbolical reversal of a digital graphic nor an allegorical exaggeration at the banks of the revolt. The eternal shadow of ourselves sticks to us like death and reminds us to accept intensely the temptations of this myth because the realm of shadow can not be organized. In no hiding place this treasury can be revealed after the magic language of left places signified to give up the cool silence and to trust the spectacular wild paths leading finally through the foggy gorge and osseous labyrinth of urbanized and postmodern misunderstandings.
© transmutation.me (2016)