One Day You’ll Be Dead and No One Will Care About What Kind of Phone You Had.
A friendly reminder.
In London yesterday I went to two amazing houses. The first was Freddie Mercury’s, where I added my own commemorative message to the wall covered with adoring notes.
The second was Lucian Freud’s, the only empty building on a street of sumptuous mansions. Even though he was a very private man, I couldn’t help but have a peek inside.
EDIT: I’ve been informed that the second house I photographed was not in fact Lucian Freud’s house. I still like the pictures though and finding the proper house is a good excuse to go back to London.