Fotograf Magazine

Annelies Strba

The kids are asleep, their beautiful land of Nod silently staged on a soft backdrop of warm quilts and fluffy pillows, presided over by an audience of dolls and the slumbering cat Sushi. Passing from photograph to photograph you can almost hear their peaceful breathing, as sleep is taken over by those deeper states of the soul that are our dreams. These are colored by distant memories of faraway towns with mysterious double names attuned to both the German and Slavic ear: Aschewiese/ Szopienice, where could it be? in southern Poland, where the wavering borders have been so bandied back and forth over the centuries? No matter. We see a house, then another. The images are faded and slightly out of focus, as though they were surfacing from an almost forgotten though obscurely present past.

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