It is not our merit but only our luck that we were born on the good side of the Mediterranean Sea. Wars, in which our systems were involved, had been over 70 years or over 10.000km away from us. We vote for strong borders and build up inhuman border controls to keep the sight of millions of refugees, of death and human misery away from us. And now, after being in Asia and Africa, war is coming home to Europe. My parents were born and forever traumatized in WWII. And now, at the end of their lives, exactly on their 60th wedding anniversary, the war, the memories and the panic of my parents are back.

This is an original photo of my parent´s wedding. But what happens now I only can illustrate with the most disturbing photos I own. Stereoscopic glass positives which had been made more than 100 years ago. I cannot describe how much empathy I have for the people of Ukraine.

Please do not scroll down, if you can’t handle an explicit depiction of death.