Sometimes, all that remains of a moment is an image.

16. September 2026

In winter, photographed from a moving S-Bahn train. I had noticed the train entering a station and started taking photographs, without having any particular subject in mind. What was actually there, I no longer remember. What remains is the photograph of an unknown woman, en passant. She has fallen out of time, as if from another era. Then the S-Bahn moves on.