In a past life, I was a film teacher, photographer, theatre director and film editor. Now a psychogeographer and Jungian explorer searching for my Anima.
An allegorical depiction of the tragedy of war and revolution. The viewer is forced to witness the murderous assault on a family hiding in an attic. The fact that the artist depicts his own family renders the tragedy even more poignant.
Born into a Jewish family in Berlin in 1897, Erwin Blumenfeld was beginning to make his name in Paris as a fashion photographer when the German occupation took place. He was interned in various camps in France and Morocco.
Know’st thou not at the fall of the leaf
How the heart feels a languid grief
Laid on it for a covering,
And how sleep seems a goodly thing
In Autumn at the fall of the leaf?
Dante Gabriel Rossetti.