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.
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.
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.