Honest to God I know nothing about art, so there is that. But I do know a couple of things about Berlin, so I decided to do something relevant to my education and visit the often mentioned exhibition by Icelandic native Olafur Eliasson. His work at the Martin-Gropius-Bau called “Innen Stadt Außen” is his own interpretation of Berlin.
I won’t give away too much of it; one thing I can say is it was one of the best exhibitions I’ve ever been to, if not the best (that said, I really haven’t been to many, so take whatever you want from that). Every piece of artwork, whether it be an installation or an interactive game with the visitor, was carefully thought-through and indeed, if not on first sight, had something to with Berlin (or life in Berlin). What got me the most was not, in fact, the artful perspective on urban life. Yes, there was some stunning architecture and fantastic visuals, but what really struck a chord was how there was no art unless someone was there. A visitor. A person. Anyone. The people who went to the exhibition did not just witness art; indeed, the visitors are necessary to complete the work.
Maybe this is too far fetched, but for me, this is exactly what makes Berlin: a city stunning in its own, but worth nothing without the people who live here and who keep it alive. I guess you can say that about every city, huh.