A new long term project, that I want to work on and actually just started is the Great War. This war, as all other wars, was a real disaster. So many people lost their lives. It was a dirty catastrophic war. Just some figures to get an understanding of the magnitude of how terrible it all was: 64 million soldiers took up their weapons, 10 million died. The four years resulted in 40 million people that were wounded and injured.
I live not too far away from the battlefields of this war, in Belgium. I made a first day trip in February 2019 around Ieper. I want to go back more often in order to to have a better understanding of what happened and pay a tribute to the people that lost their precious lives.
Poem of John Mc Crea: “In Flanders Fields”
In Flanders Fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce head amid the guns below.
We are the dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt down, saw sunset glow
Loved, and were loved, and now we lie in
in Flanders Fields