Later, when my wrists stopped hurting, I realized that this has just been another example of his
It was revealing to see how beautifully he combined his ideas to a single, large sculptural network. I don't know exactly when and how it happened, it must have been very fast, but I felt altered afterwards. Relieved, happy? I was surely caught off guard.
And here I am: In his debt, sworn to secrecy until
one of us will be able to leave this place again.
WALSH, MONTANA / MARTIN, GERMANY
Martin's presence, which was ensured by his photo-
graphs, his suit and his books, made me feel sorrow-
ful and home at once.
Maybe it was wrong to go this far, but once I had started I couldn't stop myself anymore. I called a friend of mine in order to find out when I had met
Instead I asked Walsh to take a photograph of
himself standing on a lawn in Berlin. He stood
alone in a felt suit in the rear of the "Museum
for Musical Instruments" next to the "Philhar-
monie", on the other side of Serra's rosty
He stood alone in a felt suit in the rear of the
"Museum for Musical Instruments" next to the
"Philharmonie", on the other side of Serra's
rosty sculpture - behind him you could anticipate
a part of Martin's last and unfinished work.
For a split second I imagined that the existence
Needless to say, there was no happy ending.
But still- there is Walsh in his felt suit, standing
all by himself on a lawn in Berlin.