November 21, 2017




In this page you will find something which I would describe as my charcoal diary. At least some impressions about life in general and about Berlin in particular.

Since my vernacular is not English, as you might have figured out by now, the diary is written in one of my mother tongues, so that if you are not fluent in that language, you will probably be a bit bored… although maybe you enjoy the “charcoals”.

Whatever I have written there has nothing to do with my host institute.