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New York: Andreas Herzau

New York is not an open city to Herzau. It is a city of iron bars, walls and fences. Most of the New Yorker photographers make it simple for us. They present the city as an open stage, on which the actors are moving around. Helen Levitt, William Klein, Garry Winogrand: the classical street photographers of Manhattan is almost like a sporty genre.

Herzau does not take part in this sport. The city is foreign. Only its geometry is familiar. On the 11th September he was not in New York. So, we only see what it is afterwards: the dust that is lying upon a pattern, on the window, on the iron bar in front of the lights with the sign "walk/don't walk". "How is it" asks the photojournalist modestly, "when the mass grave is not in Rwanda, Iraq, Sierra Leone, but in front of the door?"