Thursday, July 1, 2010
Treating Prawn Allergy
Watch the subtitled Berlin performance here .
Die Aufführung in Buenos Aires ist hier auf Youtube zu sehen. Watch the Buenos Aires
performance
here .
The shopping mall is a utopian place. An entire city is assembled in ideal-typical form below a glass roof under which time would appear to be frozen. Tropical plants create a paradise-like atmosphere. The wares displayed in shop windows patiently await their future owners. Apparently, they possess no more life of their own than the mall as such. Architecture and merchandise alike seem mute. And yet, they do possess a voice. The stories they could tell if they wanted to! The floor-tiles, for instance, remember that the footsteps of every shopper who walked across them without even noticing what was under their feet. And the consumer goods on sale have first-hand knowledge of people's futile attempts to find happiness in them.
The Shopping Mall is a utopian place. The whole town will be an ideal type under its glass roof, under which the time seems to stand still. Tropical plants create a heavenly atmosphere. In shop windows, the goods are waiting patiently for their future owners. A life of their own, they seem to have as little as Mall as such. Architecture and goods seem dumb. And yet they have their own language. What they do not have to tell all? Who else but the floor tiles recall the steps of all those pedestrians who are even gone over them, but do not ever notice? And know the goods are not the best of the fruitless attempts of people to look for them in happiness? El lugar un utópico shopping there. Como un conglomerado Tipicamente ideal, la ciudad entera se da cita su bajo cubierta de vidrio, donde el tiempo parece haber quedado detenido. Las plantas tropicales generan una atmósfera paradisiaca. Exhibidas tras las vidrieras, paciencia con las mercancías esperan a que llegue su próximo owner. As the same mall, they do not seem to have their own life. Although they have their own language, architecture and the goods remain silent. But do not have much to tell? Who but the tiles, remember best the footsteps of all who have ever walked by them without paying any attention? And does not the goods are best acquainted with the vain attempts of people to find happiness in them? The shopping mall experience makes things speak. Participants are immersed in the underworld of commodity exchange that takes place away from sunlight. They hear what they whisper things The whimsical and mistakenly invited to explore the space guarded secret, and the urge to take actions outside the consumer.
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