Participants are invited to visit – and tend – a garden of ideas, stories, and practices that will connect with past and future Occulto publications and events, while also encouraging detours into new collaborations and projects.Read More
Metamorphosis, Constants and Variables, Dreams, Limits, Life, Art-I-Ficial – how to expand these issues online and offline? Open Occulto is a public gathering organized by the editorial team of Occulto for contributors, readers, colleagues, old and new friends, and keen strangers.Read More
Open Occulto is a public gathering organized by the editorial team of Occulto for contributors, readers, colleagues, old and new friends, and keen strangers.Read More
While making morning tea, I scan the sky through the kitchen window. I look at its blueness, the cloud shapes, I enjoy the light. Then I spot it. The heron’s morning route crosses my habitat. I squeak. A heron morning is a happy morning. My muesli tastes better while imagining the heron having breakfast at the zoo. Or did it head to the Landwehrkanal?
I stay home. I’ll ask it on the way back.
In the evening I hear the quaking sound. I am calling back: I had a good day, thanks, how was yours? I can still see the contours of its big wings. Though I cannot catch an answer. Maybe someone towards Rathaus Schöneberg received it. Tomorrow I’ll give it another try.
Dinner time, I say to my partner, the heron already passed. Oh, he says, lifting his eyes from the screen, adjusting them to the fading bird in the evening sky.