Céu = sky in Brazilian — the name says it all. The Niemeyer Sphere was built as a joyous balm for the soul.
You are close to the clouds in the glass dome of the Sphere. It forms a space that appears small from the outside and large from the inside – its spherical shape lending a feeling of comforting security.
Invite your friends, family, acquaintances or business partners to the utopian structure and enjoy an evening of revolutionary humanistic ethos.
Our boss, Tibor Herzigkeit, is sure to fulfil all your wishes. You and your guests only need to bring a good mood along with you.
Finally the time has come.
You can dine in the Niemeyer Sphere - from 30.09.2020.
Due to the general situation and in the sense of best possible care we start with an evening buffet every Wednesday from 18 - 22 o'clock.
The spacious rooms of the HeiterBlick Café, the roof terrace and the Kirow canteen can be used in addition to the rather compact Sphere space, so that distance is not an issue.
Look forward to the refined, travel-inspired specialties of Tibor Herzigkeit und Team.
Casual and in a good mood through the evening in the Niemeyer Sphere.
For your exclusive events in the Niemeyer Sphere and the associated cooking studio, please write to us at: ceu-dining(at)technesphere.de.
Nostalgia for the future
Aged one hundred, Oscar Niemeyer began 2007 with eight new construction projects. The world’s most active architect never became tired of transforming the world’s landscape, project by project. His old eyes did not raise to the high heavens that humble us, but were always young to gaze with joy on the passage of the clouds – his source of inspiration for future creations.
High up in the clouds he discovered cathedrals, gardens full of fantastic flowers, surreal monsters, galloping horses, majestically winged birds, exploding seas, flying foam and women undulating back and forth – appearing in the air only to disappear again with the breeze. Whenever doctors sent him to the hospital because they thought his final hour was upon him, Oscar passed the time composing sambas, which he sang together with his nurses. And so this cloud hunter, this chaser of fleeting beauty left his first hundred years behind and continued travelling.
From: Children of the Days by Eduardo Galeano