The cemetery in Oranienburg. Stephan and me used to have a lot of walks there. This place has it’s one, beautiful atmosphere. There is this kind of silence, that this place sends out. Only the ravens and your footsteps will make a sound.
It was in 2004, where I took on of the first shots, that actually became a print. I will try to find them – and post them on my blog.
I love the wall with these old tombs. Old concrete, overgrown with moss.