My Shadow Remains 
					
					In Adalbert 
					von Chamisso’s romantic novel the main character Peter 
					Schlemihl sells his shadow to the devil for a wonderful 
					lucky bag that was spitting out ducats, however, he loses 
					his identity in the deal and changes into a disturbing, 
					shadowless stranger who must shun the light and only dares 
					to move among men in moonless nights. When the Devil finally 
					demands his soul of him in return for the material happiness, 
					he throws away the lucky bag and exchanges his last 
					possessions for a pair of walking shoes. These turn out to 
					be seven-miles boots that drive him restlessly from one 
					place to the other in search for the recovery of his shadow. 
					I have renounced the possession of a ducat spitting lucky 
					bag and have kept my shadow. Inner homelessness, however, 
					and finding my place in the world are also determining 
					factors in my life that began in a period of German history 
					characterized by destruction, displacement and loss of 
					identity. My seven-miles boots are aircraft and rapid bus 
					and rail links. I travel with my shadow, capture it with 
					light in my camera, keep its image on the hard drive of my 
					computer and connect it indelibly with the places I have 
					visited and the people with whom I have shared my life. My 
					shadow remains as evidence of my having been (there) and as 
					a projection of my inner self.
					© Gisela Weimann, Berlin 2011