In a quiet, forgotten room stand the remnants of music that has long since fallen silent. An old, badly weathered guitar with a pink paint job leans against the wall next to its equally marked case, the wood bleached and the varnish peeling. Next to it is a worn piano that hasn't played a note for years. The walls behind the instruments are stained and streaked with damp and moss; traces of time have transformed the once smooth surfaces into a canvas of decay. It almost seems as if this room has absorbed all the melodies that once resounded here and transformed them into a melancholy atmosphere of nostalgia and forlornness.
Beams of light break through an open window and draw bright patterns on the crumbling walls, as if to bring back the lost sounds. The scene is characterised by a special, almost eerie beauty. Memories of days gone by linger here, of the hands that once touched the keys of the piano, of the voices that accompanied the guitar. Who sat here, played and dreamt? What has become of the melodies that once filled the air?
This room, where time seems to stand still, allows the viewer to pause and immerse themselves in a world that is as fascinating as it is ephemeral. It is a place of lost sounds and forgotten stories - a symbol of the transience of human creativity and the inexorable return of nature.
My best friend introduced me to abandoned and forgotten places in March 2023. We watched lost place videos together and I was very fascinated by them. He said to me "I know something, let's go". So we drove about 45 minutes to an abandoned rehab clinic. When we got.. Read more…