Cyanotype · January 17, 2022

My Dads Bike

My dads family had to leave their home at the end of WWII. They flew from Eastern Prussia and after a long way ended up in the little village where I was born and grew up. My dad still a kid at that time had to go to Confirmation class in a neighbor village and so someone lent him a bike.

Now in his 80s there was a report in the local newspaper about his escape from East Prussia and how he arrived in the village. And someone remembered that the bike was still there in some shed and gave it to my dad. So here it is, how could I do better than printing it in Prussian Blue.