When Helfried Valenta comes to visit the park the familiar scenery changes into a dark and surreal realm of shadows. All alone the photographer wanders the maze of the imaginary entertainment scenery. What remains park of the Viennese Prater when everyone has left? Calmness, the silence of things, darkness, isolation. The park is deserted, but not in an eerie way, quite the contrary. Without the busty hustleit can suddenly reveal its true beauty. A song in all things sleeps.... similar to the story of Eichendorff´s poem "Wünschelrute", the photographer seems to have found a magic word that allows him to rivive the sleeping attractions with photographic means.
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