Fotografisch reisverslag van het bezoek van de Stephenson Locomotive Society aan Nederland after 1930

This photographic travelogue documenting the Stephenson Locomotive Society’s visit to the Netherlands—well, it looks like someone's cherished collection. I can imagine them, carefully laying out each photo, deciding on the perfect spot in the album. Each placement, each image, it’s a record of a journey, but it’s also a deeply personal act, don’t you think? There’s a softness to it, like you’re tracing their steps through time and space. I look at this and think, how do we tell our stories? Is it through grand gestures or is it in the quiet moments, like carefully placing a photograph in an album? What does it mean to document a life, a journey, a passion? I think of other artists, other albums, other collections. We are all in conversation with one another, and here, in this simple album, I find a thread that connects us all.