The Wiesenburg – the last home of the Berliner Asyl Verein – has been closed down by the city, with unclear development plans for the future. The story has been written up recently by our neighborhood bloggers over at Weddingweiser as well as SpiegelOnline. Joe Dumkow, a man steeped in the history of the space, opened the doors to the public one last time yesterday evening. Some photos of Wiesenburg and the space follow. I apologize in advance for the misrepresentation in my photos of this space as abandoned. It wasn’t. Joe had to leave the space by today, and most things had been pulled out already. And I was looking more for traces of the more than century long history of the building than of it’s recent past.
Our tour with Joe Dumkow begins in front of the partially destroyed building.
Inside the Wiesenburg.
A stack of old wooden beds, presumably from the days when up to 1400 homeless people could spend the night there.
View through the destroyed roof towards the undestroyed part of the building.
Memorial Plaque from the City of Berlin commemortating the Berliner Asyl Verein.
Wilds growths on an old armchair.
An old tube of spalt tabletten (paracetamol).
Inside the little bar at Wiesenburg.
The stunning brick wall, framed.
A last look into Wiesenburg, the former rooms of the Berliner Asyl Verein.
In the realm of objects, two things could not be more important to Allison and Eric: dessert and bicycles. A killer combination. The dinner featured endless home-baked sweets and jars of homemade jam were laid out for guests to take home. Simply delicious.
One of the many plates of cookies awaiting guests.
A field of homemade jam to take home.
This wasn’t a gig, this was a family friend’s wedding in Massachusetts. Well, it wasn’t a gig until I was asked to photograph the out-of-towners dinner the night before the big event. Luckily for all of us, I had just gotten my hands on my new camera, so I used it as a chance to take it for a spin. Here’s what I got.
Friends from long and far gathering with the happy couple.
A speciality of the evening: not only friends from growing up but some teachers, too.
I tried to let the hired photographers do their job on Sunday and enjoy being a part of the celebrations, but I couldn’t resist photographing their gorgeous ketubah (wedding contract).
And that is what I’ve got for this first round of wedding photography. Next up: Berlin.