Be it a treehouse-hotel, tree-tents or other forms of retreats on trees – from today on we also check and review different sleeping areas on macrophanerophytes. No, that’s not mutant mosquitos big like elephants. The term is just the nomenclature for trees. Learned some again.

I stumbled across the first object for our today’s review by a happy coincident, I actually wanted to go to the theatre. Then I read about the housing space project „Shabbyshabby Apartments“ in the schedule of the „Kammerspiele“, a local theatre. An experimental, playful statement against growing rental prices in Munich. 120 young folks were invited by the „Kammerspiele“ in cooperation with raumlaborberlin to design 24 apartments and set them up in Munich’s prime locations. Twenty-four alternative housing spaces for 250 Euro building costs each and 35 Euro rent per night. Among the housings is a quince-yellow bathtub-flat, a ship and a treehouse in the park. The latter – „The Chameleon Concept“ – was designed by five fourteen years old girls and self-appointed „slobs“. Exactly that we visited:

Last wednesday, around 08:30 p.m. we were looking for our shelter in the park: the chameleon concept. An unimposing wooden cube on stilts from the outside, absorbing an innocent tree trunk. Once inside, a cozy colorful drey with queensize bed, jungle-paintings on the one side and a generous view to apartment buildings on the other side opens up. Next to the house is a portable WC, just for us.

On the park bench in front of the work of art we enjoy our last supper. Behind us two guys who made themselves very uncomfortable with cheap beer on an unlighted park bench instantly catch our attention. They comment our picnic like over-committed sports presenters, just with steaming fecal vocabulary – not to say: they rant and grumble like crazy. Shabbyshabby and also us seem to really get on their nerves. With their aggressive gestures they don’t look like they’d like to share a cherry-muffin with us in peace.

 

 

 

 

 

Miriam: Who stays in this treehouse inevitably becomes part of the artwork. Depending on the mind of the beholder (squirrel or owner of the fist) you become a welcome neighbor or a tempting provocation. Would I stay there again? No, but I’d like to try another.

 

Christopher: I doubt that the future of urban living lies in isolating oneself in small exposed shelters. Inexpensive flats in old buildings with nice people living in them would be my wish for Munich and other cities. Blinking smiley.