An old man is pushing a baby in a pram. Are you a grandpa visiting the hotel with your little nephews? Then this piece might resonate with you. Infancy and senility seem to have much more in common than what we think, and it is unclear if it is the old man or the baby carrying the weight of the course of life. According to the artist the beginning and the end are connected. How? What could be a metaphor for the pram carrying them both?