My Berlin, my art, my soul...

Echoes of the Soul

On the heights of Berlin lies Teufelsberg, a place where history, silence, and art collide. Built from the ruins of war, transformed into a listening station, and now reclaimed by nature and creativity, it stands as a living mirror of resilience and transformation.

For me, Teufelsberg is more than a place – it is a heartbeat. Its abandoned towers whisper forgotten stories, its walls bloom with colors of street art, and its panoramic views invite reflection and freedom. It is here that I find inspiration: in the cracks of concrete, in the play of light through broken glass, in the echoes that dance between past and present.

Every photograph I take here is a dialogue with the soul of the place. Teufelsberg reflects my own artistic journey – searching, questioning, reinventing. A reminder that beauty often rises from ruins, and that art is the bridge between what was and what can still be.