Wednesday, December 12, 2012
Death of a piano
Played, probed, poked, passed by, dismembered.
By the end it's as if there were no piano on the sidewalk at all.
The death of objects is sadder than that of humans, who at least leaves behind some remains, some reminder of having existed.
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New York City
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Piano
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Short Film
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