“I was convinced that I was never going to return home.”
How do you properly document a place which holds so many nightmares?
This was the question which preoccupied by mind, during my visit to a concentration camp.
Mauthausen Gusen was a concentration camp which the Nazi’s created during World War Two. It is often thought as one of the worst labour camp to exist. Thousands of prisoners worked to their deaths, mining the nearby quarries for stone.
The foreboding and grim main entry gate into the Mauthausen camp.
I don’t want this to be an essay on the Holocaust. However, I will say it was a sobering visit on a grey summer afternoon. The camp was eerily empty that day. I could not help but think of the death, torture and pain that swirled around the wooden cabins and thick stone walls.
A Suicidal End: This was often the last view prisoners had before throwing themselves off the cliff.
I still cannot fathom how over six million people were systematically murdered in less than five years.
It makes me sick to my stomach. But it happen and we must never forget.
The Italian memorial to its citizens who never returned from Mauthausen.
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