Blik vanuit hotel Weissen Kreuz tijdens een vakantie van de familie Wachenheimer, zonder personen, eind 1935, Interlaken 1935

This is a page from the Wachenheimer family album, taken in Interlaken around 1935. It’s not exactly brushstrokes, but the careful arrangement of these four small photos, each capturing a different aspect of the view, feels like a kind of visual thinking. The black and white images are so small, like little windows offering glimpses of the world. You have to lean in to really see them. I think about how each photo captures a specific moment, a specific way of seeing, but together they create a more complete picture of the place. The inscription, a handwritten note, adds another layer, grounding the images in a personal narrative. It reminds me a little of Gerhard Richter’s “Atlas”, how he collected and arranged photographs as source material for his paintings. But where Richter’s project is vast and encyclopedic, the Wachenheimer family album is intimate and personal, a snapshot of a life lived, a journey taken. It shows the beauty of seeing, and living, in a place. It is something we all do, a continuing art project.