Czech Press Photo 2017, 22th November 2017-30th January 2018

Blues about sadness of a extinguishing heater (Václav Hrabě)

…Pour me, beautiful lady,
one more rum
That’s what the city looks like
where I finally come back

The frozen morning
in the basement’s flat
a head stolen from quattrocento is asleep
between scattered tobacco
and embarrassingly honest manuscripts

In the background a fading
orange oscillation
of a heater sits down…

Change of the City across generations.
What has changed and what has remained?
What we really are and what we feel.