Most of us know how powerful water can be. Its ability to transform a multitude of materials is spectacular. For me, the power of water is also meditative. I crave a place where I can interact with water. With each place I’ve called home, I’ve found a place where I can be with water and enjoy its ever changing form. I often return to this simple fountain to entice my sense of sight, smell, sound and touch.
The Fall Equinox, which lies mid-way between the summer and winter solstices, marks the day where the day and night are equal. This idea of two balanced sides of a single day is comforting and grounding.
This day also marks the middle of the autumn, a season of change and preparation for the winter ahead. I’m grateful to live in a place where seasons are present and palpable. I grew up in California where there wasn’t a noticeable change in seasons. Yes, it rained a bit more in the winter, and we had snow in the Sierra which allowed for snow sports, however, I didn’t experience the sharp changes in temperature, color and mood that went along with each season until I moved to New York. New York taught me that winters kept folks indoors, a tough lesson to learn in my first year. Spring brought bursting bulbs and a bounce in peoples steps, including mine. Summer often felt like hanging out on a sagging dog’s tongue, warm, moist, lazy. Fall was perhaps the most startling of all for me because I could not have imagined the extraordinarily vivid colors produced by the foliage. I still remember being glued to the car window trying to absorb the variety of color on the hillsides during trips out of the city.
This fall brings a change for Tinge. A new website, a new identity and a new blog. The logo of Tinge has a touch of texture, can you spot it? This texture will not remain static, it will change and continue to renew itself. What will it be next? I’m not sure, we will see. However, the new Tinge begins today, on the Fall Equinox to bring balance to its fresh start.
I participated in a guided tour of the buildings at Berlin Tempelhof. The massive arced main building was created for many purposes: arrivals, departures, hanger space for planes, restaurants and services, etc. The original plan was to create spectator seating on the roof that could accommodate thousands of people to watch the airfield.
Perhaps my favorite part of the tour was hearing the stories of how people interacted with the buildings. Who conceptualized and built the structures, who used them and why, the memories of the ‘Raisin Bombers’ heard from the people in our tour, the top secret listening rooms with in the buildings, all of these made the walls seem to come alive.
It felt wonderful to be in the Arrivals Hall again and remember a snowy December evening when I arrived there shortly before the airport was finally decommissioned. I was awe struck by the high ceilings and the consistent palate of browns and tans. It was so completely different from any other airport that I had ever experienced.
I feel lucky to have witnessed Tempelhof as a functioning airport and now as a multifaceted gem in the middle of Berlin.