the making of… Night Train to Lisbon
Wandering through the landscape, far away or just around the corner with a camera in my hand. Searching for peace and reflection. This hits me every single time. And every time it results in a different series of photographs in which the landscape shows me exactly what it wants to show me.
Like a thunderstorm in clear skies, the book Night Train to Lisbon came into my life, many years ago. The story affected me deeply. My own search for answers to questions like who I really am, what choices should I make in my life, who am I when it comes to security, focus, and freedom. How do I deal with wonder, emptiness, and creativity? It fascinated me.
As a person who needs an image to understand things, I realized I must search for those photographs which this book called my mind towards. I needed them in order to answer constantly recurring questions. After all, words reflect images and vice versa.
I read the book for the fifth, for the sixth time and once again pondered the first page of Night Train to Lisbon, the opening paragraph … Suddenly I saw the special connection between myself and the book’s main character. Just as this story – this first page – invaded my life, so Amadeu de Prado stormed into Gregorius’s life … The most beautiful discovery.
After arriving in Bern, there was only one place I wanted to go first: the Kirchenfeldbrücke, the bridge where it all began. That is how it happened. Finally, I was at the place I had come to know so well within my imagination. Yet, on the other hand, it was all so new. This place marks a moment that was incredibly important to me and still is.
After a few beautiful days in Bern, with lots of sunshine and also, luckily, one day of rain, I discovered another thing: this first trip to Bern is just a tiny beginning. Just as the book asks to be read again and again, Bern asks to come back.
And the search goes on, in the same way as described in the book:
“And the more space he gave to that feeling, the more it seemed that the relationship between opportunity and reality began to change.”
So, what’s next? It’s now mid 2017. Well, it’s time for the next step in this project. As I said above: the search goes on and I feel I have to go back to Bern, soon. To be continued… Follow my blogs
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