1953

I thought for a long time about what to call this still life. 
I want to paint it more and more. Old, forgotten things. No one wants them anymore. Their appearance amuses and surprises us. But imagine the significance of this miserable telephone set in the middle of the last century.
We can see that it is clearly a service phone, equipped with some kind of extra buttons of a rather strange kind. And everything associated with the public services of that time gives me a justifiably gloomy feeling. How many dark secrets are stored in this apparatus. How many destinies were solved with the help of this machine.
Or do you have an entirely different association with telephones from the past? And the opposite is very romantic and fun.
Or think of any other story. And the phone is just a trigger, which just takes you back to that time. Provided you want to go back there.