Although Central Europe seems to be all frozen, Berlin has just got very hot. Fashion shows made it flooded with even sexier people than usually. Warming up in a good-looking company over a bottle of beer from a local brewery is always a great and aesthetically satisfying thing to do in Berlin. Yet instead of admiring only one piece of art (Geeez, Michaelangelo wouldn't know what to do if he appeared among Brasilian models - especially male models - is there anything imperfect about their bodies?), you can admire a whole building of them.
Ladies and gentelmen, go to museum.
I do realise that you might be quite tired after a direct contact with Brasilian perfection, but cmon, guys, let's get intellectual from time to time.
Old train station, renovated and given a new function, Hamburger Bahnhof will give you food for thoughs in a yummy way.
Andy Warhol, Double Elvis, 1963
This piece of art can teach you that a perfect Brasilian body is not enough to become an object of fanatic cult. So stop feeling envious about Francisco Lachowski. Elvis was ugly and both women and men are still crazy about him although he has been dead for quite a while. The most thrilling kind of beauty lies in imperfection and inner strength that emanates from one's face, eyes, skin and gesture.
What is more, the piece reveals the secret knowledge of primitive cultures. A depiction takes a part of sould and transforms it into new immortal quality. Does it mean that models have no souls? Not necessarily. However, even if they become old and fat (like Elvis did), their beauty can still circulate in the world because it was captured while very alive.
