The following pages contain a collection of images representing the architecture of Triebswetter,
of what the camera, the pencil and the brush could save from the steady destruction of time in general and of recent times, after we have departed,
leaving our houses behind.

We locked the door for the last time, took our suitcases and went with small steps to the railway station, to an unknown destination,
to there, where we were going to belong to
from now on.

But the souls of the people who lived here will
never leave these houses, not as long as
these stand to shelter them.

The next pages will tell also about them...