Several years ago, drawing in the Gdansk Shipyard, I discovered in the gateway to one of the halls of the former Imperial Shipyard the window with a cast iron frame with the divisions marking the squares. The glass in one of these squares was broken, in an unique way creating out of the remaining splinters of glass almost perfect picture of Mount Fuji, similar to those seen in the master Hokusai’s woodcuts. I returned to this place many times in order to see just once again, like in the museum, the artwork in its subsequent scenes, in different colours, at different times of a day and different times of a year, as well as at night.
It happens that the associations sometimes very distant from those that drive them, roll the great circle. It was the same in the case of a picture of the window, which stirred the imagination to the story presented in the article, which consists of the true facts and places, and the climate of Gdansk, where everything can happen.