I don't know why, but since my early childhood I was obsessed with the idea of justice. When I learned what people of my country did to innocent people during the Nazi-regime, and how mass-murderers got away after the war and made big careers - everything stopped for me right there. I lost my trust in the world of grown-ups and their value system.
In a child the full potential of humane values and virtues, of innocence, trust, love, compassion and creativity is intact.
Children are sacred. But they are vulnerable and defenseless and depending on our fairness. And it seems that adults tend to betray that trust. In the sixties long before mass media ever mentioned child-abuse in Germany, I researched that subject and I saw hundreds of police-photographs of dead children's bodies, fragile, skinny, broken and sometimes deformed beyond recognition; tortured to death - mostly by their own relatives. I could never forget these pictures.
My work is about the struggle of human existence and children are the heroes of my visual narratives.