trolleybus
trolleybus

trolleybus

midnight trolleybus

When I am too weak to get over a blow,
When I feel a creeping despair,
The blue midnight trolley I’d hop on the go,
The last one, the spare.

The last midnight trolley, keep speeding your wheels,
Keep sending out your lonely message,
To find in the night everybody who feels
Like wreckage.

The last midnight trolley, I’m counting on you!
I know that when misery breaks me,
At shivering midnight, your passenger crew
Will come to the rescue.

Together we often left trouble behind,
I knew of their presence and kindness..
It’s hard to imagine the comfort you find
In silence.

The last midnight trolley is gliding ahead
In city light’s fanciful glimmer…
And woodpecker pain that was pecking my head
Gets dimmer.

Bulat Okudschawa 1957 – translated

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exhibitions:
Offene Ateliers 7 – Prenzlauer Berg (Berlin)
19.03. – 20.03.2005 – Heimatkunde

Fotoatelier am Schönen Berg (Berlin)
11.11.2011 – Schnappschuss

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time and place:
february 2005
Berlin

thanksgiving:
nocturnal figures who have not felt disturbed by me

exhibition dates :
16 C-Print 20×30 of Alu-Dipond (4×4 Tableau)
required length of wall: 2-4 metres