The view from my studio 1998-2002
at Hackerbrücke in Munich. Every 2 minutes a train departed from the station and the electricity caused my computer monitor to distort.
One rainy day someone jumped in front of the train. 5 minutes later the clouds disappeared and the sun came out. The pavement was still wet when they carried away body parts in aluminum boxes. It was strange. Somebody had just died and I felt more happy and grateful to be alive than ever. It was an intense moment