Max Migowski
Writer, Berlin
It was the fall of 2016 when I, then a freshly baked High School graduate from a small town just outside of Frankfurt, ventured to Berlin – 600 kilometres away from the house I grew up in – for an internship. With no real concept of what I was in for, nor a plan as to how long I’d end up staying, the German capital would become (and continue to be) my chosen home for what is now nearly six years. To me, it’s a city of firsts having opened educational, professional and personal gates, imprinting itself on every single one of those aspects of my life in the process.
I will always tell people that I’ve lived here for five, but have aged here about fifteen years – a feeling no less prevalent when I think of all the people and places I have survived, that have come and gone, washed in and out and sometimes even in again over the relatively little amount of time I’ve resided in my one-room in the heart of Prenzlauer Berg, mere minutes North-East of the metropolis’ phallic downtown landmark, the infamous TV Tower that shoots upward from the grounds of Alexanderplatz. Berlin and its abrasive contrasts in everything from its social sceneries to its arresting architecture, never cease to amaze (or annoy) me.
Max Migowski is a German-American writer, editor and researcher in the fields of fashion, music and culture, having produced both commercial and editorial work for the likes of Vogue, Vice, INDIE and i-D, among others. He currently splits his time between Berlin and Copenhagen.
It was the fall of 2016 when I, then a freshly baked High School graduate from a small town just outside of Frankfurt, ventured to Berlin – 600 kilometres away from the house I grew up in – for an internship. With no real concept of what I was in for, nor a plan as to how long I’d end up staying, the German capital would become (and continue to be) my chosen home for what is now nearly six years. To me, it’s a city of firsts having opened educational, professional and personal gates, imprinting itself on every single one of those aspects of my life in the process.
I will always tell people that I’ve lived here for five, but have aged here about fifteen years – a feeling no less prevalent when I think of all the people and places I have survived, that have come and gone, washed in and out and sometimes even in again over the relatively little amount of time I’ve resided in my one-room in the heart of Prenzlauer Berg, mere minutes North-East of the metropolis’ phallic downtown landmark, the infamous TV Tower that shoots upward from the grounds of Alexanderplatz. Berlin and its abrasive contrasts in everything from its social sceneries to its arresting architecture, never cease to amaze (or annoy) me.
Max Migowski is a German-American writer, editor and researcher in the fields of fashion, music and culture, having produced both commercial and editorial work for the likes of Vogue, Vice, INDIE and i-D, among others. He currently splits his time between Berlin and Copenhagen.
