03/11/2025

Finnsta
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Robbe, armed with two steam irons, across the scratchy polyethylene carpet of the local electronic goods store.
Cathode ray tubes fire their last electrons against a wall of plasma TVs - a heated power struggle of photons and electrostatic discharges.
Plastic packaging and circuit boards start to sweat, the waste heat brings them to their knees. A spectacle of thermoplastic deformation - technoid melting point tantra in polycarbonate ecstasy.
The cold appliances hum at 50 Hz and run hot, while cascaded multiple sockets (without DGUV test certificate) feed an army of tumble dryers that spin themselves into ecstasy at full speed.
The warm, humid steam of a freshly opened dishwasher escapes between the beguiling new smell, hot running coils and ozone-laden air from the air conditioning system - clinical, artificial and unashamedly clean. A green-thumbed condenser dripping with verdigris discharges its condensed milk condensate in an uncontrolled manner.
A space beyond liminality - too garish, too loud, too commercial, too real. Ordinary and absurd at the same time. Outdated electro junk next to futuristic tech gadgets, a showcase of dissonance.
In the center of this non-liminal space: glaring cold spotlight, confused looks meet me.
"What is it?" ... "Do you actually know Æther?" ... "they make great perfumes with particularly high-quality and natural ingredients ... everyone really likes them!"
MediaMarkt - I'm not stupid after all
Cathode ray tubes fire their last electrons against a wall of plasma TVs - a heated power struggle of photons and electrostatic discharges.
Plastic packaging and circuit boards start to sweat, the waste heat brings them to their knees. A spectacle of thermoplastic deformation - technoid melting point tantra in polycarbonate ecstasy.
The cold appliances hum at 50 Hz and run hot, while cascaded multiple sockets (without DGUV test certificate) feed an army of tumble dryers that spin themselves into ecstasy at full speed.
The warm, humid steam of a freshly opened dishwasher escapes between the beguiling new smell, hot running coils and ozone-laden air from the air conditioning system - clinical, artificial and unashamedly clean. A green-thumbed condenser dripping with verdigris discharges its condensed milk condensate in an uncontrolled manner.
A space beyond liminality - too garish, too loud, too commercial, too real. Ordinary and absurd at the same time. Outdated electro junk next to futuristic tech gadgets, a showcase of dissonance.
In the center of this non-liminal space: glaring cold spotlight, confused looks meet me.
"What is it?" ... "Do you actually know Æther?" ... "they make great perfumes with particularly high-quality and natural ingredients ... everyone really likes them!"
MediaMarkt - I'm not stupid after all
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