Memory: Sean
Schillerkiez June 29, 2020
A picture of my partner and I in Horse Bar, Allerstraße 3, 12049, Berlin. Before moving to Berlin, I was living in Shibuya, Tokyo, for a couple of years. It was while living there, I met my now-partner while he was visiting on holiday. After spending most of his holiday[…]
Memory: Ross
Köpenick June 29, 2020
It was the 5th February 2011 – almost 2 years to the day after I had moved to Berlin from Scotland. My work had brought me close to the Union Berlin fan scene and on this particular Saturday, I had booked my calendar free – for on this day was[…]
Memory: Paul Smith
Tiergarten June 29, 2020
I have returned to live and work in Berlin after thirty years. When I arrived in March the Covid 19 lockdown had already kicked in so, on my 6.30 am jog each day down Unter den Linden and under the Brandenburg Gate, I had these iconic places to myself. Berlin[…]
Memory: Naomi
Prenzlauer Berg June 29, 2020
Berlin is one of my favourite cities in Europe. I arrived with no clear direction of where I was going or what I was doing. In fact, I was only meant to stay a few days and continue travelling. However, the city has a charm that most people find easy[…]
Memory: Mark
Nollendorfkiez June 29, 2020
At 19, I visited Germany for the first time. Having just ended a significant relationship in my life that I felt was restrictive and suppressive, I had booked a ticket and had taken my first trip out of my country of nationality alone. Up until that point, I had been[…]
Memory: Helen
Wedding June 29, 2020
I took this photo after moving into my new room in a WG with a permanent contract. Moving to Berlin is hard, but after 8 very stressful months (anmeldungen, zwischenmieten, steuernummern, WGs) I felt like I could, finally, settle down.
Memory: Gabrielle
Spandau June 29, 2020
When I moved to Berlin 41 years ago we still had the Berlin Wall. In fact it wasn‘t so far from where I lived in Marienfelde with my husband, my reason for staying in Berlin. That was the American Sector and we got used to our walks ending abruptly at[…]
Memory: Emma P.
Friedrichshain June 29, 2020
The hinterhof is long and yellow, yellow sunshine reflecting on high yellow walls. It’s empty except for a delivery guy who makes some remark as I walk in, despite my face being half-covered by a black mask, and 2 figures at the end of the courtyard. They are both dressed[…]