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Seiihlli Furuya
De Japanse fotograaf Seiichi Furuya heeft zijn vrouw vanaf de eerste dag dat hij haar zag, gefotografeerd. Zeven jaar lang. Maar hoe meer foto?s er van haar worden gemaakt, hoe minder er van haar overblijft. Langzaam lost het beeld van haar op.
pag.46-47
Citaat uit het boek christine furuya-g?er memoires, 1978-1985:
"Some time past noon on October 7, while she was supposed to be preparing lunch, christine disappeared. while the parade commemorating the thirty-sixth anniversary of the founding of east germany was being broadcast, and which i was taking photographs of while also watching after komyo, i had a bad premonition. i hurried down the hall to the bedroom facing the living room but did not find her. the door to the flat was half open.
running out of our fourth floor flat, i immediately headed for the ninth floor. as i was running up the stairs i heard a dull thud. it sounded like a bag of cement hitting the ground.
the ninth floor was inaccessible from outside, but there was a connecting passageway which enabled one to come and go between the neighboring residences...one time, muttering to herself, and perhaps making an appeal to me in a moment of crisis, she had said, "if you jumped from here, you'd definitely die, wouldn't you?" I couldn't help but recall that scene, and the sound I had just heard a moment before, when i discovered a familiar pair of rubber sandals at the flung open window.
"ko-chan. mama ist tot."
"papa, has du mama gettet?"
"ja."
there is no way of knowing whether komyo remember that conversation. to this day i have regretting saying, "i killed her."
--christine furuya-g?er memoires, 1978-1985
pag.46-47
Citaat uit het boek christine furuya-g?er memoires, 1978-1985:
"Some time past noon on October 7, while she was supposed to be preparing lunch, christine disappeared. while the parade commemorating the thirty-sixth anniversary of the founding of east germany was being broadcast, and which i was taking photographs of while also watching after komyo, i had a bad premonition. i hurried down the hall to the bedroom facing the living room but did not find her. the door to the flat was half open.
running out of our fourth floor flat, i immediately headed for the ninth floor. as i was running up the stairs i heard a dull thud. it sounded like a bag of cement hitting the ground.
the ninth floor was inaccessible from outside, but there was a connecting passageway which enabled one to come and go between the neighboring residences...one time, muttering to herself, and perhaps making an appeal to me in a moment of crisis, she had said, "if you jumped from here, you'd definitely die, wouldn't you?" I couldn't help but recall that scene, and the sound I had just heard a moment before, when i discovered a familiar pair of rubber sandals at the flung open window.
"ko-chan. mama ist tot."
"papa, has du mama gettet?"
"ja."
there is no way of knowing whether komyo remember that conversation. to this day i have regretting saying, "i killed her."
--christine furuya-g?er memoires, 1978-1985
