“There are a hundred thousand species of love, separately invented, each more ingenious than the last, and every one of them keeps making things.” — Richard Powers

it was the beginning, it was the end, it was the continuity
trash turned to tea bags, dyeing the world a new shade of green
a lot of sex going on, the distinction gone between you and me
everyone was everything and needed only each other and coffee

from the fortress and sulphuric muck
tiny fish knives too cute to cut
morte life is not dead life 
but still life is tough

smash a lot, smash a lot, but keep the pieces close
pancakes turned to scramble but maybe they’re still edible
weave this shit together, yea, that’s all that we know
let the flies and mold and rust and roots and stains show

A note on process: We enlisted the help of our combined communities, who provided written descriptions of plants/animals of the future which were interpreted into the imagery for this show. We appreciate the enthusiastic contributions of:  Isabelle Albuquerque, Fina Anjou & Niklas Büe, Ingrid Blix, Francesca Brusa, Antoine Dochniak, Lena Heinz, Valentýna Janů, Annika Kappner, Štěpán Krahulec, Theis Madsen & David Haack Monberg, Monica Mays, Kaspar Molzberger, Roxie Perkins, Eva Reutinger, Nolwenn Salaün, Tomasz Skibicki, Géraldine Soares.

All fabric was sourced secondhand, thanks to Textile Mountain and Secondhand Land. Fabric was treated using natural dye matter found on site at Petrohradská Kolektiv, from rusty nails from the basement to used coffee from the cafe.

Photos by We Give You Good

Morte liiiiiiiiifffeeee, still naaaattuuuree
Bed sheets, cotton canvas, coffee, beets, onion skins, rust, beer, dahlias, soundtrack
Jedna Dva Tři Gallery, Prague
2019