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Category: Photography, Non-Professional/Student
From 1911 to 2001 there was life in this house. 1911 it was built from my great-great-gandfather. This house survived three generations. People were born and people died there. 2001 the last remaining
died, my great-grandfather. Since then it is uninhabited and alsmost unaffected. Gradually the house becomes monopolized by nature. The smell of life wanes, instead other creatures create their own
space. Still the traces of life are apparent and tell stories. A mix of life and death and the inevitable transience.