In her debut monograph Vanishing, published by Charcoal Press, Anna Arendt crafts a world that drifts between history and dream, where beauty and brutality intertwine. Shot over fifteen years between Germany and Poland, the book is steeped in ancestral memory, shaped by a past that lingers in the shadows.
Born in the German Democratic Republic, Arendt’s personal history is inextricably linked to the weight of war. Her parents, children of the 1940s, carried the echoes of a conflict that defined their generation. Both of her grandfathers were sent to Poland as soldiers. One returned years after the war had ended; the other never came back. These histories, though distant, ripple through Vanishing, surfacing in images that feel both deeply personal and collectively haunting.
