Travel Writing

With white wings fluttering across the sea – Hamburg Diary

„With white wings fluttering across the sea“„Mit weißen Flügeln meerüberflatternde“ Der Gesang der OkeanidenHeinrich Heine In Hamburg, I stood on a bridge, watched seagulls fly and I think of this verse by Heinrich Heine. A verse from his poem „Der Gesang der Okeaniden“. „Meerüberflatternd“ Am I? Are you? I took an early train and luckily …

In You is joy

“So that they go home with a joyful heart.”Ton Koopman Since I attended his masterclass. “A joyful heart” as souvenir to the audience has become what I aim for every time I play organ. Joy is not something shallow like simply saying “don’t worry, be happy”, nor the optimism build on the air. Joy is …