Can't you imagine a room without books? Are you also one of those people who, like us, when entering a flat you've never been in before, strides towards the bookshelves to take a look at them? And then spend the whole evening talking about this or that book and exchanging recommendations? And isn't it terrible, that there you'll never have a chance to take a look at the bookshelves of your LJ friends? Well, at least you could give them a chance to look at yours ...
I'll have to do that in two parts, otherwise it would be too much, the first part with all books from the bedroom can be found here:
Let's start with my oldest books. Most of them are from my father's youth, and they do have a good old cloth binding.
The two big books at the left side are from my mother's youth. I have read all those books several times. Sometimes I started over as soon as I had finished, that's how much I enjoyed them.
Behind is a second row, some Jules Verne, some Jack London, three "Gone with the wind" and oops, the books on the right side show that I obviously haven't looked behind there in the past 20 years. These are books about Ernst Thälmann, Lenin, Soja Kosmodemjanskaja.
On with the next shelf - there we have some Karl May and lots of Liselotte Welskopf-Henrich. Both wrote books about the Wild West. I learned a lot about the living style and customs of Native Americans through those books.
Again, a second row behind - some cookbooks which are hidden since I never cook, and some books about handicraft work, which I have used a lot in my childhood and youth. Should get them out more.
The shelf above those has more Karl May. Actually I was a big Karl May fan in my youth, but it was hard to come by his books in former Eastern Germany, so I mostly read them all from the library. Those red books were purchased much later. The green book you saw in the shelf below is original GDR style. And then there's of course my Sherlock Holmes collection. It's been a while since I last read them but now with the new modern BBC "Sherlock" series I am reading them again and have fallen in love all over again.
Behind is a second row (actually there is even a third row but I did not photograph that) with more paperbacks. The yellow thin books in the middle are lyrics from famous operas, so you can understand better what they sing. Then there are a few of my required reading back in school - apparently I forgot to give them back - oops! The white collection at the right are children books from my childhood, still from time to time I get one out again. Actually, I do have lots more children books (read: several stacks), but they are not displayed and so I did not photograph them.
Bear with me, the tour through the bedroom is almost over! Here come some mixed books - a coffee table book with pictures of Udo Jürgens, a book with wonderful pictures of the World Trade Center in New York, a book with pictures from the bad flood in Saxony back in 2002, some atlases, and some helpful books for do-it-yourself and help-yourself and medical advice, and an old fashioned DUDEN. Not that I ever needed it, because all the reading I did in my childhood and youth surely helped with flawless (well, mostly) spelling!
And finally there is my bedside table, and we have some more big books. The one at the left is for learning how to draw, then some songs for singing, and many compilations of all sorts. I might explain the SED one, as it is not what some might think. It's called "Sozialistisches Einheits Design". Shortly after the Berlin wall fell in 1989 two Western German journalists realized that people from Eastern Germany will throw everything away that reminds them of their past, so they quickly bought stuff they thought was of a unique design. And I love this book, because with every lamp, with every radio, photoapparat, toy, eggcup, tableware, hair dryer and what else is pictured in there, I can say "We used to have that at home" or "I used to play with that as a child". Some of this stuff has made it to museums now, but most is lost, memories and pictures is all what's left. Well, not entirely true, as just yesterday I read in the newspaper that there is some shop in Japan where they sell old stuff from the GDR, and the Japanese people are crazy for these unique designs they never have seen before.
Second part with the books from the living room will come another day. Can I see your books now, please?
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