OMG I thought I was about to stop breathing as I turned the corner to the left wing of the Hamburger Bahnhof. It was completely dedicated to Joseph Beuys. The rooms stretched on and on into the distance. Four rooms away I could see the felt suit hanging on the wall and not in a glass case. Everything I had drooled over in books and lots that I did not know even existed was there in right in front of me. This is only a small selection of photographs from that day.
