In the spring of my first year at Bard, I took my first studio art course since the beginning of high school. I was never skilled at drawing, nor did I ever devote the time to develop skills in painting, so I figured that taking a sculpture course wouldn’t be the most difficult medium to
Be aware of what you share – the NSA is always there
I live off campus with some friends in a flat not far from the Berliner Zoo. Because of some technical difficulties we do not have access to the Internet: a situation that makes life in the modern world extremely complicated. I cannot do any research for my classes at home; I cannot check my mails
The curious incident of the grey painting
I have a truly curious story to tell about this painting. I was at a house party that was also a vernissage, organised by a student-run Parisian philosophy society. The flat had two big rooms and there were about 40 people. The artworks shown were all very pretty–most of them were little black and white
Student profiles: Indira Bisram
A first-year student at Bard College in Annandale-on-Hudson, Indira “Indy” Bisram decided to spend her first semester with us in Berlin. By the time we sit down for the interview, I have already gotten to know her through the beginner Spanish class that consists only of the two of us. After class on a Monday
Opening of Socratea House
No, it is not a philosophers’ hub (although it might well be). Nor the cult of Socrates. Socratea House, playfully named after the first philosopher that Bard College Berlin students are introduced to upon their arrival here, is our first student-run campus café. The café opened on Friday, November 28, in the Student Centre –
Not another climate article
Yes, this is another article about climate change. Yes, I am only an 18-year-old girl from Germany that has never experienced the consequences of climate change. I am not an expert on this topic. Yes, I consume and travel, so I am part of the problem myself. So, you might ask, why am I the
Fragments of Memory: Remembrances from a Road Trip
Suggested aural accompaniment: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e11h73WhqK4 I’m driving down an empty road and it’s all black. We didn’t get maps for the Czech Republic installed in the navigation system, so the little screen below me buzzed with empty light and an arrow pointed southwest. A fog had settled ahead of us looking like a huge wave rolling
A little bit of “In Conclusion”
“A is in the S-Bahn. We don’t know where he’s heading exactly. He’s holding a map in his right hand; he’s holding onto the handle with his left hand. The camera shows the writing on the map: “Break-up––for personal use only”. A looks out of the vehicle and sees the city around him; then he