We cling nervously to the melody, but we don’t handle it freely, we don’t really make anything new out of it, we merely overload it.
— Johannes Brahms, composer
Size: 122 x 92 cm
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The young man has caught a silver trout but it has become a glimmering girl who call his name and runs away into the morning air. All his life he wanders through hollow lands and hilly lands hoping to hear her call his name again.