The train ride was the most beautiful I've ever experienced, and I met a nice couple who spoke about 20 words of English between the two of them and offered me bananas and crackers (must've thought I had the stomach flu).The Bauhaus is a very short walk from the train station (on Gropiusstrasse, appropriately), and I got and understood directions, leaving me feeling nothing short of world traveler extraordinaire. A fair amount of these are already up on my Flickr gallery, but some I will repeat because I like them that much.
Student dormitories.
The dorms reflected in the buildings across the street.
Everything, down to the light fixtures and door handles, was designed for the school.
The building after WWII bombings.
Gropius also designed houses for some of the professors, a few blocks down the road.
A model of one of the houses, which were, I suppose, technically duplexes.
No kitchen cabinets -- I don't think Walter Gropius cooked much.
2 comments:
Your blog keeps getting better and better! Your older articles are not as good as newer ones you have a lot more creativity and originality now keep it up!
I am having a workshop in the Bauhaus, next week,
you don't have to book the train tickets long time before the trip right?
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