graw böckler garage

there was once a mayor in berlin in whose realm lay a great moor, wild and deserted, through which ran neither road nor path. no one dared to enter it, for the saying went that any living being who did so, whether man or beast, would disappear, leaving no trace behind. they called it the görlitzer park.

please join us for an exhbition, a foraging flanieren and a feral feast.