
Staub und Maske. Kafkas Kleider
Nicht unbedingt denkt man an Mode, wenn der Name Kafka fällt. So eng verwoben mit der philosophischen Dichte seiner Werke Continue reading
Nicht unbedingt denkt man an Mode, wenn der Name Kafka fällt. So eng verwoben mit der philosophischen Dichte seiner Werke Continue reading
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Men in bright red prison uniforms cowering behind bars – that is the picture which singlehandedly turned Guantánamo Bay into Continue reading
Es ist ein Bild unter den endlich veröffentlichten, ersten Gemälden aus der Sammlung des Kunsthändler-Sohns Gurlitt, welches bezeichnet, um was Continue reading
Detroit was always made of wheels. Long before the Big Three and the nickname “motor city”; before the auto factories Continue reading