Longing for spring ... in the middle of a Hamburg summer

I arrived at Hamburg yesterday only to be greeted by thunderstorm and endless rain.  Ironically, the title of the show I went to at Kunstverein Hamburg is called Im Frühling, Darling.*  Spring seems really out of place in the midst of all this summer weather.  Is it the nostalgic memory of days past that the show is calling for?  Or is it the longing for the return of a lost dream that we can all relate to?

Still image from Annika Kahrs's film Playing To The Birds, where a pianist plays, in front of birds, Franz Liszt's St. Francis of Assissi Preaching To The Birds:

Stills from Cordula Ditz's double video projection A Bankrupt Heart, where images of ruins of present-day Detroit are juxtaposed with that of the long deserted gold-mining town of Rhyolite, Nevada:

Inge Krause's minimalist rendition of the timeless infinite sky:

Axel Loytved's regenerated found objects/trash lending new lease of life to doomed destiny:

Postcards are expressions of longing.  As the exhibition progresses, postcards are continuously received from artists far and near.  Though lived individually, longings are communicated and experienced collectively.

* Im Frühling, Darling in German = In Spring, Darling in English