There was something special about the atmosphere at the premier and all the people who gathered in between the concrete walls of Berlin’s 8 Corners. Since the pandemic sucked out the life of social gatherings, feeling connected with people while being in a closed space sounds like some alien and definitely illegal activity. And this is why it seemingly hit everyone who was present: we were brought together by the very same power. There was love in the air. There were sparks.
It’s been said a million times, but a printed out image can make such a huge difference compared to purely digital art. Seeing people getting mesmerized by Andreas’ gorgeous photos has been a heartwarming experience. How can something be so loud yet feel so intimate? – a question that most probably crossed the minds of many when lights switched off and the Love Has No Label films started playing on four different screens, wrapping the room in a warm, mysterious glown. A perfect moment in time.
During the absolutely stunning dance performances, for a brief period of time, Berlin felt like the city it must have been in the past – not only two, but thirtytwo years ago. A city full of lovers, full of fighters, thinkers. Supporting each other, ready to stand up for the rights of the next person. A selection of very different people from all over the planet with different mindsets and preferences, unified by the idea of listening to each other and for the first time in a long time, hearing what the others have to say.