Kriegsjahr 1940 1940 - 1948

This is a page from an album, Kriegsjahr 1940, made anonymously. It includes photographs of people in a dining room and a soldier in front of a building. I can imagine someone slowly and carefully pasting these images onto the dark paper; they’re all edged with a delicate, precise white border. The handwriting is meticulous too; look at the looping cursive, the way the letters connect and dance. It’s so lovely, even though the content of the image is not. I think about the person who created this album and wonder what they wanted to remember or what they wanted to share with others. What were they feeling as they assembled these images? What kind of story were they trying to tell? Art is like that, right? It's a conversation across time and space, where we try to connect to each other through images and emotion, inviting multiple interpretations and possibilities.