Worn, both the soles and souls. Memories- perhaps of a wedding or a funeral? Water calm, keeping watch, but something’s been forgotten, left behind.
The three shoes that center this image are old, clearly suffering many trials and tribulations. A ring of sorts peaks out from the heeled shoe, leading to questions about its purpose as it wastes away. The foreground of the photo is lined with pebbles and hints of weeds, both barely there but still present. Finally the still water reflects an image, one perhaps beyond our comprehension. Its beauty contrasts the shoes, most notably not beautiful.
What’s not in the frame is the other one-hundred seventeen shoes, each sole telling a unique story. They represent the victims who were forced to remove both shoes, right before they were murdered, their body’s only ceremony the splash as their life drowns in the Danube. While they might just be stained shoes to some, these provide a window into the horror of the times, all without a body in sight.