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“Warum geht die Tür nicht auf”
Skript Übersetzung
zur Ausstellung Wohin? KUnsthalle / Stadt / Gesellschaft in der Zukunft
“Why won't the door open?”
Script translation
for the exhibition Where to? Art gallery / city / society in the future
a work by rampe:aktion
Scene 1
(Sound: In the background, the everyday sounds of a busy square. Suddenly, moving stones can be heard.)
Caryatid/Figure A Ah! What? What is it? What? What? What? What is it? What is going on?
Caryatid/Figure B Ahhh!
Caryatid/Figure C Ahh What? What is that
Caryatid/Figure D
A: “Ah
B: ”What... What is
C: Ah hey...
D: You joker, move!
C: Come on!
A: Yes, all right. Yes, all right
Sound: Movement of clothes. Stone on stone.
Gradually recognizable as feet running on stone floor. Footsteps.
Figure B (begins to mumble quietly, half whispering in the background)
We are so much... We have stood so much, carried the Baroque building for decades, and now the Brutalist one behind us—Aahhh—is breathing down our necks, and I have this aversion in me because I hate this building, built by those in power back then—
Sound in the background (whispered): Who decides? Systemically important, hegemony. Self-determination. There is no just world. Plastic kills. The problem is called racism. Institutions lie.
I have this aversion inside me because I hate this building, built by those in power
What is this aversion actually about?
Blood on their hands, so much blood. Everywhere. Invisible blood.
D: Okay, let's just walk over there now.
A: Come on, let's get out of here.
B (falls silent for a moment, then mumbles on):
Complicity, complicity in all the violence caused by colonialism, wars, and capitalism. We stand here, we simply stand by as accomplices, and so it goes on and on.
C: Our silence has not protected us.
D: Yes, yes, of course.
Scene 2
Sound: Pop music in the background. Backstreet Boys: “Quit playing games with my heart”
Sprechchor of the four caryatids
A: (loud and clear): We carried nothing – but we had to endure Germany!
C. Silent, lamenting the gray ambience of an eternal night.
D: Said nothing and did nothing—silent, full of shame.
B: Now anger has brought us to life.
Scene 3
Sound: Sound of a door being tried to be opened.
A: What, what, what kind of place is this?
(Sound: Door opens and closes. Interior. Smooth floor, echo.)
Choir sings:
Break promises! Old white potato! There is no just world. Discrimination. Mansplaining. You can't buy friends! Eat the rich. No one listens to children. Animal cruelty. There is no Planet B. Factory farming. People die of hunger, discrimination. Deportation. Hegemony. Slavery. Depression. Self-determination, meritocracy, control. Violence. Hate. Patriarchy.
(Sound: Running through the room. Footsteps, doors opening and closing. Silence. Panting.)
Scene 4
(Sound: Door closes again, is pulled shut with a drag on the floor, as if it were carpeted.
Then footsteps and running and, somewhat out of breath, the characters ask themselves:)
A: What, what, what is this?
B: What kind of place is this, so far away from people?
C (thoughtful, surprised): Ah, They feel connected to what they have somehow isolated themselves from
B: Humans as border creatures who have no boundaries... who themselves have no boundaries...
(Sound: Knocking, door opens.)
(Sound: Beats and music)
passersby:
Concrete box, so the building is more like that,
more like that gray,
It's not inviting right now. It wasn't because of the building, we would have gone in. It was the situation at the door, where we didn't know if we could visit it now, if it was even open.
It kind of looks like a raven. Yes, like a raven!
(Sound: Door closes)
It was the situation at the door, where we didn't know
if we could visit anything now, if it was even open.
Concrete box
When I see the art gallery now...
There's no place for something like that.
They're much too heavy to open. I'm artificial up to the knee and yes,
I need more strength to do it and I'm in pain afterwards.
They should be easier to open, the doors should look more inviting, not just like a glass pane.
So the building is like that,
when I think of a building like that, I always think of Germany. It's because of the architecture.
Scene 5
(Sound: Street noise, traffic noises)
A: To survive these borderlands, you must live without borders! Be a crossroads!
D: But all I see everywhere are narratives of conquest... Everywhere there are circumstances that prevent me from doing that: I'm fed up with the moral vacuum here.
(Sound: Music and whistling begins)
C: ...the depravity at the heart of this highly educated class
D: Exactly, which is also firmly convinced of its moral superiority.
A: Yes, yes, that's how it is – the fucking real conditions of all our lives in this place and this time...
(Sound: Footsteps can be heard, then a brass band plays a traditional Bavarian song.
The door closes again. Elevator noise, buttons, the elevator starts moving, muffled sound)
passersby:
Some kind of colorful, open, lively space where you feel like going in when you have a little time.
Just to have some peace and quiet. Somewhere that's not so loud.
Seating Yes.
I think so, walls green, light blue.
I would also say inviting is usually colorful.
A huge ball pit for everyone. For young and old. And everyone plays together.
Balloons. Oh yes! Balloons!
Something where you can paint something yourself or something.
I mean if I would designing a building I would say multiple entrances around the building.
Be an open door. Hospitable, open.
I would say a big room like that would be cool. And maybe a few pillows for pillow fights.
And a slide! And a slide. And a trampoline!
Dress up somehow. With something bright.
Maybe you could also bring the art a little more to the outside. Yes, there's also that wall back there, for example. And that you could just bring something colorful or artistic to the outside even more.
You can achieve a lot with color to make a building more appealing to people.
Yes, that you appeal to people more and and, and. and actively draw them in. I think that's missing a bit here.
And add different forms of art. In my opinion, not only drawing but maybe some music.
I would be very interested in that because I come from the theater. More like opening up performative spaces
Maybe you could offer workshops. Create a bit of contrast.
Maybe with art, I sometimes find it a bit boring because you can't try anything out for yourself.
There's no room for that.
Gentleness, and that's definitely missing.
Maybe an open kitchen. Eating together, drinking together, and above all, cooking together. And from every social class.
Yes, yes, also something that happens to you when you go in there. Definitely a bit of color, it looks incredibly dreary.
Not simply plain surfaces, but broken surfaces, but also with steel and glass, a lot of glass and greenery. Plants!
Chouch. Something soft to lie around on. Definitely, because it looks so angular and wide and, yes, sterile. And then you don't have the feeling of, yes, I'm there to feel good, but rather I'm there to exert myself and think, oh, I have to somehow engage with art or think about it, but rather to make this place more cozy and softer and gentler.
That, well, that you open up spaces like that and that viewers or visitors find themselves in stories and suddenly maybe they themselves are part of something.
I would find that very exciting.
Maybe a globe, because we've just talked about inclusion and accessibility and, in a sense, educational mission. And I think, for me, the globe represents all those attributes.
(Sound: Music fades out.)
Scene 6
(Sound: Door opens. Footsteps. Wind can be heard, footsteps in sand or gravel.
Door opens, sounds and music (noise))
C: A sadness comes over me
Something strange is hiding in my stomach
A: I urge each one of us here to reach down into that deep
place of knowledge inside herself and touch that terror and loathing of any difference that lives there.
D: See whose face it wears. Look at his grimace!
C: Whether sadness and happiness can be combined to create a deep purple feeling—neither good nor bad.
B: ...in order to define and seek a world in which we can all flourish.
Sound: Sounds and music (noise) become louder
Walking down the hallway, footsteps, echo,
Scene 7
C: Everything begins on this day
A: Like a blow of loneliness that eats away at you until it becomes unbearable
In this dark place.
B: Something secretly loved, hidden in your body.
A: And in your heart
C: The masters tools will never dismantle the masters house!
Sound: Noise, street noise in the distance
(Sound: Noise, police. The figures run away. Running footsteps)