Photo - Max Bacharach
At a Christmas party at a rich painter's studio I had a disagreement with a gallerist about what artists are looking for. Our claims both perfect clichés: I bellowed "freedom" and he growled "eternity".
There was nothing at stake, though.
That's why he claimed this city is the new Berlin, the Berlin of 15 years ago; all these divided factions can still come to a Christmas party and there are no fights.
This is now impossible in Berlin.