here lives my house

a very touching project and soon-to-be-released book from photographer eddo hartmann, although he is a friend i wasn’t aware of this aspect of his life

…after twenty-one years, he stepped inside the rooms of his childhood once again and saw that, as he did so, everything and nothing had changed. Everything – because a thick layer of papers, folders, letters and books covered the floors, tables, sofas and chairs. Nothing – because under that layer everything was still intact, everything was standing or lying exactly as it did when his brother, his mother and he had left the place in haste on 17 October 1987… …what effect does the confrontation with the rooms, objects and interiors of your childhood have on your memories? And what if those memories are of traumatic events?Hartmann confronts the house and registers in this impressive work in minute detail what he discovers in each room…

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