We've been back from our school trip to Berlin a few day, and I'm not the only one struck with this German opposite of homesickness. Such a wonderful city, so full of all kinds of life. If there's a place that deserves the title "Melting pot of the 21st Century", it's definitely Berlin. I'm definitely going back. The only thing I'm worried about is that I'd probably get a sleeping bag and find some squat rather than going home next time...

The only disappointment was that a lot of the art was absent. A large part of the commercial galleries were closed in preparation for the gallery week, Neue Nationalgalerie was special exhibitions only and the collections of Hamburger Bahnhof were closed for renovation as well. Still, that's the place where I had the greatest art experience of the trip. And it wasn't the wing of several room-filling works by Joseph Beuys...

...No, it was the work that had cleared Anselm Kiefer himself out of the main hall. It was The Murder of Crows by Janet Cardiff and George Bures Miller. I'll try a short description, but I was more or less awestruck by it. It's a grand but minimalistic work, with the large hall containing only the 98 speakers and a small cluster of chairs. And, in the center, a lone horn speaker from which Cardiff retells nightmares, that grow into soundscapes and musical pieces that, well, work just so perfectly. It's something so basic – primal even – that you just can't do anything but become a part of the horrors and feel like you just woke up from the nightmares yourself. Thankfully, the end of the 30 minute work is a soothing lullaby.

A longer, more coherent description of the work is here. In any case, I had to go back on my own just to hear it again. Don't miss it if you're in Berlin before the 17th of May. And also head out to the Akademie der Künste in Tiergarten/ to see aus/gezeichnet/zeichnen, an impressive exhibition of over 400 works on the theme of drawing.

Well, that's it for now. I think I'll go back to my awaysickness now.