The story of my Dad's WWII experience. I photographed some of Walter’s possessions and put them into the context of the luxury advertisement. I use the language of aspirational consumption.
I turn the pages of The New York Times and see war famine disease conflict governments in decline. Ads for luxury watches shoes handbags jewelry. Schizophrenic altered realities of what is. Will the luxury watch provide a sense of order?
I cannot make sense of war and its destruction, but I can now understand who Walter was and why. There is no shame in battle, only in the fact that war exists and good men and women are sent into its hell.
Send me your comments and stories. I will post them here. Secret histories abound; let's look at the past so the future will improve for those with ptsd. Support the troops with mental and physical health care.