Under this title I subsume an amount of memories from my journeys through
Europe. Mostly I didn’t work just after I came home. There could be a
difference of some months or years sometimes, before I looked through my
slides for thrilling motives. By the way: I like to use slides or photos to
support my memory, but I never would project them on a paper. Painting and
drawing is a coordinated matter of eye, brain and hand, which cannot be
shortened by mechanics without loosing quality!
It became a nightmare’s diary as well because I did these sketches normally
at night and as the sketches often didn’t show the glamorous and famous
parts of the locations I had been, but motives of my personal interest: the
romance of backyards, left houses and cemeteries as well as the beauty of
some hidden places in nature.
A Nightmare’s Diary