You know, I don t know how one can walk by a tree and not be happy at the sight of it? writes Fyodor Dostoyevsky in The Idiot.
A book full of nostalgia..
Whether cheerfully dangling their legs, casually nestling in the forks of branches, or athletically climbing to the treetop each picture has its very own story to discover.
The publication assembles the finds from this charming genre that Raiß compiled over a period of twenty-five years.
They feature young Women at dizzying heights who, at times, smile into the camera as if they were in love.
He pulled black-and-white photographs out of boxes in which he found numerous snapshots of other s lives wildly thrown together.
The enthusiastic collector, Jochen Raiß, discovered this subject during his flea market excursions.
Perhaps this sentence could also be used to explain the theme of Women in Trees that was so popular between the twenties and fifties and has, until now, never before been assembled in a book.
You know, I don t know how one can walk by a tree and not be happy at the sight of it? writes Fyodor Dostoyevsky in The Idiot
