On the cross hangs a man who is not Christ but himself. Hubert knows at this moment that he is no longer lost, he has found the holy city within himself, the city of the heart with its bloody streets. He has found Jerusalem and the stag will reclaim his soul from him.

Every human journey has two destinations. The one where expectations are to be met and the one that the traveler accommodates. The one that travels to the furthest point far away from any comprehension and norms first loses the memory that points back home.

In Peter Frauchen‘s story „From Thule to Rio“ there is a transient photo kept by two whale hunters that have been left to oversee equipment and housing. At the world’s coldest nook they share a single memory of mercy and beauty. The portrait of Dolores Del Rios that reaches just below her thin shoulders.