«One day in my teenage years, I met Mr. Dille, a neighbour. He later sent me an intriguing photograph with a message asking me to visit him… “behind the yellow door”. Mr. Dille was in fact Lutz Dille, an eccentric artist, now deceased. He had dedicated his many lives to a single obsession: to take photographs of people in the streets of the world. I never replied to his invitation. Strong feeling of having missed something… What if today, nonetheless, I should actually meet this Lutz Dille?».
