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the paradox of the great idea

Jakob Albrecht, Maximilian Lewark, Edda Meinertz, Johann Otten, Fabian Schmid

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28 June 2024 19:13–23:43 29 June 2024 14:05–23:59 30 June 2024 14:11–18:39
For a moment it seems powerful, the light above the concrete edge as it shines into the clay face. Severed by a thousand swallows nesting in this gap, in the dream of a past never lived. A quad bike drives up the stairs, with heavy, thick tires, like a puffed-up wretch, a stinking engine hisses the birds away, here at the former headquarters of a socialist party, somewhere in the Balkans, on a mountain where today only horses live. 'Every satellite has a killer satellite', writes Sascha Anderson in a notebook somewhere in Prenzlauer Berg in the 1980s, already knowing much more about his future than his pottering friends, that things might not turn out well for him and the rest. And that there's always something left over from an idea that's actually too big to sing on the radio in three minutes and thirty-three, too big to compete with the small longing of a bar with a view of the sea. What happens when happiness depends on company that you didn't choose for yourself? Only those who have never been struck down by a friend's fist, happy in their own vomit, think that it would be best to be alone. "Diener takes the corpse into the house. Puts it in a dark corner. When mother comes, she should only see him at the moment of her death." The witnessing of the increasingly impossible overplaying of the stumbling of the present. Of powdered connections and the cross-examination of their repression.


Jakob Albrecht, Maximilian Lewark, Edda Meinertz, Johann Otten, Fabian Schmid

Inter- and anti-disciplinary artist collective with backgrounds in architecture, urban planning, film and dramaturgy with a shared interest in the poetics of messy present.


Jansastraße 16
EG rechts vorne
12045 Berlin

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