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10. Internment in England

In 1940, the German Wehrmacht invaded Norway, and Kurt and Ernst Schwitters were once again forced to flee. Despite perilous conditions, they managed to reach England in 1940, where they were interned as enemy aliens in a camp on the Isle of Man. Their freedom of movement was curtailed, and their future was uncertain, but they were surrounded by countless intellectuals, musicians, academics, and artists who were also interned there. Schwitters was one of the most well-known among them. Over time, a vibrant cultural scene emerged in the camp: the internees held lectures and organised exhibitions, using what little resources were available to get on with their artistic pursuits and their lives. Schwitters also carried on working on his art, despite struggling with depression. Schwitters now felt like he was back among like-minded people for the first time since his period of isolation in Norway. He produced several portraits of his fellow detainees and even managed to sell some of his paintings.

Background: During the Second World War, Hutchinson Internment Camp on the Isle of Man was an internment camp for German and Austrian men who were living in Great Britain. From the beginning of the war, all German and Austrian nationals were to be classified as enemy aliens – even those who were fleeing Nazi persecution. The camp consisted of the houses in several streets in the town of Douglas, whose inhabitants were relocated, and a small park. Schwitters made use of anything he could find in the camp to make art – even food scraps. He learned English and published his first English-language texts.

Quotes

When I look around in life, it seems to me as if I were dreaming. Life cannot be like this. There people quarrel, peoples fight each other, hatred rules instead of love, jealousy instead of trust, fear, because people do not trust themselves.

Wenn ich mich im Leben umsehe, 1947, handwritten manuscript , 4 pages

Such is the path. We know it. We walk it because we know it. The goal is dark, but bright is the path.

So ist der Weg, 1935, manuscript in shorthand, 1 page, 1 p., KESS

Dear Mother!
You will ask where I am. After adventurous events I have been interned in England for about two months. … Our camp is large, several streets, a big square with many flowers, and many interesting people. I attend lectures on philosophy, art, and concerts, and I paint many interesting heads. … In my house I live with 23 others, among them a good sculptor, a writer, and an important pianist, with whom I am friends. We cook for the house, and all work is assigned.

Letter to Henriette Schwitters, 18.8.1940

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