Summer's are short in Berlin. Air-conditioning seems a bit of an over-kill when there's only a few weeks of the year when it'll be truly useful. Instead as the temperatures rise, windows and doors open and life is lived on the street. It's something that I've come to really enjoy about this time of the year. With my balcony door open I can hear our Kiez waking up. Someone is practising their Piano scales, down on the street a child is crying - probably having fallen off his bike and a man's laughter wafts in from somewhere else. Big belly laughs that make me want to know the joke.
I took this photo the other day while waiting for a artist to talk at the Based in Berlin exhibition. The talk was, unfortunately, incredibly disappointing. The same could be said for much of the exhibition. Oh well, at least I got a photo that represents summer in Berlin!