Andreas Lucien Alexander Nussbaumer

A Renaissance man and world traveler, Andreas made his home in Manhattan, where he delighted in exploring museums, attending the theatre, and wandering the city with one of the many vintage cameras from his extensive collection. A poet and photographer, he was an artist in the truest sense of the word. He noticed beauty in art, in the world, and especially in people with a sensitivity and attentiveness that those who knew him often remarked upon.

Andreas spent his life trying to understand others and the mysteries of the world around him. He would listen to the struggles of a friend, a sibling, or even a stranger for as long as they needed him. Fiercely authentic and wholly original, his singular spirit found expression in everything he created: his poems and stories, his drawings and photographs, his humor, and even his distinctive way of dressing. Andreas seemed always to be searching for and expressing the deeper, implicate order connecting all things.

He loved animals and children deeply and possessed a childlike innocence of his own, alongside a wit, sophistication, and appetite for life that made him unforgettable company. Andreas was no stranger to the pleasures of the world. He loved nights out with friends over Negronis, long conversations about philosophy, unexpected adventures, and exploring wherever life happened to take him. His wit was formidable, and his sense of humor occasionally carried him onto the stages of New York, where he performed stand-up comedy.

The youngest of four children, Andreas looked distinctively like a cherub as a boy and was adored by his entire family. Beneath that angelic appearance was a precocious and searching mind; by the age of twelve, he was already reading Joyce and Balzac. That intellectual curiosity never left him. He remained throughout his life a voracious reader, thinker, observer, and seeker.

There were countless facets to Andreas, and art was an enormous force in his life. But his most enduring legacy is found in the way he cared for people. People meant everything to Andreas. He possessed an extraordinary capacity for empathy, understanding, and compassion, and he made others feel seen. That generosity of spirit, the attention he paid, the understanding he offered, and the love he gave is the mark he leaves upon the world and the legacy that will continue through everyone who knew and loved him.

Andreas was preceded in death by his grandparents, Jean and Gladys Nussbaumer, and his grandfather, John Stephens. He is survived by his parents, Bernard and

Michelle Nussbaumer; his siblings, Nile Nussbaumer; Anais Harris and her husband, Payton, and their children, Wilhelmina and Clementine; and Axel Nussbaumer and his son, Tycho; as well as his grandmother, Barbara Stephens and his aunts and uncles Krystal and Rob Herrington, Jacques Nussbaumer, Pierre and Michelle Nussbaumer, Anne and Philippe Gudin, Sally Keeshan, Kelly Maxwell.

A Celebration of Life will be held at Christ the King Church on September 9 at 10:30 a.m.

In lieu of flowers, donations may be made to https://pen.org/support-pen-america-web/?ms=mainwebsitemenubutton in Andreas’ memory.