Tempelhof

One comes along with his toddler, because it falls asleep better. Another one dreams himself away and makes vague plans. A third one is scared by the thought of flying. Berliners at the fence of the airport Tempelhof, united in idleness and wanderlust. To follow planes with the eyes is a laconic pastime. The camera tells it in a laconic way - collecting impressions. While not-thinking the deepest thoughts might come up. Meanwhile, the airport is just a memory, a huge wasteland in the heart of Berlin. (Alexandra Seitz, Viennale Catalogue)