This house was occupied just months before, until the woman living there died of old age. The current owner, her son, grew up there. You could feel and smell peoples lives in there, in the wallpaper, the left behind curtains and furniture. The dated and degraded interior holds a melancholic beauty to them. When you read this it’s all gone. The house has been sold to be torn down and the plot used for a new, much more luxurious villa. Only had time for a few fast snaps. And now, soon, no-one will remember and the photos might be the only proof there was ever anyone living there.
© Peter Lindberg 2010