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More than a decade ago I recorded the soundfile and took the picture in the Berlin Underground railway. After all I think there might be a connection in time and space, from then to now, from there to here .  We asked ourselves about the truth in art and found out it has to be the material passing through one´s own senses and nerves ( Peter Weiss, Esthetics of resistance ) .

 

 

 

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… when passing through the station, in spite of all the other sounds around, the underground railway suddenly turned into something else. the unknown accordion player made me stand by and record a couple of minutes. I heard nothing but his play of one of Bach’s fugues. then – I did not want to manipulate the sound in any way, it is as it is – the dirty sound changed into something completely poetic and artistic. it was just blowing me. hereby I want to honour all musicians making every day life still surprising.

photo by earwolf