George Grosz Platz
Benches, phone-boxes, a newspaper kiosk, and a mens' toilet. A triangular plot overlooked by the usual Ku'damm crowd, and even to locals seeking information or relief, anonymous.
I buy my Manchester Guardian here. It's expensive and arrives a day late, but that time-lapse dwindles in comparison to a veritable warp which also transpires within this charmed triangle.
Uncannily, the artist's power to accurately conjure the Present remains forever linked with his name. Here in his place, the types depicted in Grosz' work - the ones we imagine trapped between wars and held secure in picture-frames - appear to haunt Berlin still. As they blunder past this sad memorial an undefined energy illuminates and exposes them. Unconcerned, and unconfined by history, these apparitions are true Zeitgeister.
