... even if we don't always know the ending!

I found this old photo from my travels overseas during the late nineties. I was in Berlin during winter and walking the streets was a surreal experience coming straight from summer in Australia. I remember finding a second hand shop, very much like St Vincent’s De Paul in Australia, looking for warm clothing as the things I'd bought with me were not suited to such biting cold and heavy snow. Luckily I found this large bright green waterproof jacket which was perfect for exploring outdoors and there was room to stow my old SLR camera which I used to snap a few photos of Berlin street life.

During my stay, there was one image that always intrigued me. It was a photo of a woman and her two dogs whom I photographed while walking through a city  park alone. She was playing with her dogs and there was such joy in her face. It was obvious she was very proud of them as I am of my dog.  I had a just visited the Brandenberg Gate and the austere image of this historical gateway was such a stark contrast to this simple every day occurrence that I felt the need to capture the moment.

I remember asking her if I could take a photo. She nodded pleased to show off her two four legged friends whom she scooped into her arms so that I could record their faces. As she walked away I thought she doesn't know that I come from Australia, half way around the world, neither do I recall the German names she called her dogs. As I look at them now I can't help wondering what kind of life did they lead together and were these dogs one of many canine friends who shared her life over the years.