Close To Heaven
When I was a child, my parents and I drove to Austria for our two weeks of holidays every summer. For me it was the happiest time of my life. I felt so great and full of life and joy in this landscape. The mountains were the most amazing thing I had ever seen, and climbing up a mountain was just like being in heaven for me. When the end of our two weeks came and we had to go back to the flat, uninteresting landscape of home, I sat in the car and the only thing I wanted was to stay near my beloved mountains. The closer we came to Munich and the landscape got flatter I had to cry because I couldn't see the mountains anymore. A couple of years ago, I went back to Austria and the German Alps as an adult and the feelings were still as strong and intense as in my childhood. With this series I want to record my memories forever, my feelings of being "Close to Heaven".
When I was a child, my parents and I drove to Austria for our two weeks of holidays every summer. For me it was the happiest time of my life. I felt so great and full of life and joy in this landscape. The mountains were the most amazing thing I had ever seen, and climbing up a mountain was just like being in heaven for me. When the end of our two weeks came and we had to go back to the flat, uninteresting landscape of home, I sat in the car and the only thing I wanted was to stay near my beloved mountains. The closer we came to Munich and the landscape got flatter I had to cry because I couldn't see the mountains anymore. A couple of years ago, I went back to Austria and the German Alps as an adult and the feelings were still as strong and intense as in my childhood. With this series I want to record my memories forever, my feelings of being "Close to Heaven".
