Related portraits from MY STREET – MY HOME

Berliner Weg or Berlinerweg – since my childhood the only thing that has changed here is the spelling – at least on one of the street signs at the bottom of the road… everything else stayed the same – certainly at the first glance. One thing, however, is obvious. This road has nothing in common with Berlin, Germany’s capital, which is why, as a child I used to believe that it was named after the pastry with the same name.
In this road, I don’t just recognise old and familiar details, such as the cracks, some of which have been here already when I was a child, and the faces which I have known all my life… there are also ever new surprises and encounters which are worth to be discovered.
And so is a road – no matter how many years one has been away – always a piece of home.