My Best Picture - Florian Fritsch

It's the black room in the masters' house Muche in Dessau. A room I always been fascinated ever since. I used to give my photographs accompanying lyrics of which I think they reveal just enough to keep the secret of thoughts. So here they are:

"And when the phone has lost it’s bell / And the doorbell has lost it’s sound / You’re only hearing your heart pound / It’s involuntary" (M. Ward)

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