The stones of David
Photography and Photo montage based on a visit in the Jewish cemetery in Krakow Poland in conjunction with images of statues and interiors. Printed on stone.
I visited the Jewish cemetery in Krakow
the snow on the broken graves made a strong impression
they had once been graves of loved ones
then stolen by the Nazis and crushed by evil
placed as pavement in the entrance of extermination camps
where millions of victims had to walk their last Golgotha
on fragments of their own rich culture
just one of the many insulting actions of the murdering rulers
now the stones had be transported back to the original graves
but broken, in fragments
because they where stones and not flesh and blood
they survived the hell fire
they are the legacy
they carry with them all the forgotten names
the scattered lives are incarnated into the stones
so we shall not forget
the remembering stones stands silent
like the rock of Israel.
I placed a pebble on one of the broken graves
To pay my respect
And a line from a Jewish song came to my mind.
"There are men with hearts of stone, and stones with the hearts of men."