Duitse soldaten in Zandvoort, 1941 Possibly 1941 - 1949

This black and white photograph of German soldiers in Zandvoort was taken in 1941 by an anonymous artist, probably using a simple camera. It makes me think about my own work... How do we capture a moment, hold onto it, and then let it speak across time? It's like a painter layering brushstrokes, each one a decision, a feeling, a whisper of the hand. What was the photographer thinking as they looked through the lens? Was it a stolen moment of lightness amid the darkness of war? Look at the way the figures are arranged, the casual sprawl on the sand, the awkwardness of posing. There’s an intimacy, but also a distance – like looking at figures in a dream. Maybe that sand felt good on their skin. This image reminds me that making art, whether with paint or a camera, is about trying to make sense of chaos and connect with each other.