These photographs are truly eclectic in their diversity: part historical, part geographical and part physiology. Each in its own right deserves to be pondered upon. For instance the photograph on Hitler’s office without any humans in it could have been taken at any time of the day or year because Hitler seldom if ever used it and after Stalingrad never again.
From that time onwards he divided his time between Berchtesgaden and the Wolves Liar in Eastern Prussia. Finally after the precipitous collapse of the Eastern Front in January 1945, Hitler’s final office was a warren of passages and rooms under the Reich’s Chancellery.
Main picture: Hitler’s office
Does the picture of Einstein’s slovenly desk contradict the adage that equates orderliness with efficiency? For me it does not. Rather it depicts a mind roiling and grappling with unsolvable questions. The one great mystery that eluded his deductive powers was disproving Heisenberg’s Uncertainty Principle. Quantum Mechanics seemed to offend Einstein’s sense of scientific elegance.
As Albert Einstein lay on his deathbed, he asked only for his glasses, his writing implements and his latest equations. He knew he was dying, yet he continued his work. In those final hours of his life, while fading in and out of consciousness, he was working on what he hoped would be his greatest work of all. It was a project of monumental complexity.
I was always that during the peak mountaineering month in the year – May – Mount Everest was like the proverbial Park Station. This photograph elegantly captures the essence of that crowding unlike any verbal description would.
That is the power of photography.