
This is a new attempt in noncynical and modest reporting. Instead of taking a humorous look back in time, this will be in almost realtime! Let’s have a look at the event of the day: a 24 hour dog mode, starting at noon, is taking place. The beginning was rather slow, but after a few hours the room got into full swing.
At 14.20 we had the following situation:
- 4 gracious beauties dancing ballett
- 2 equally gracious persons doing ashtanga yoga
- 1 guy on the ground, twisting his spins
- Jungle Desideri crawling in the background
- 3 people, watching videos together
- Franz, camping in the corner
- various people going in and out of the space
- Tillmann, glaring onto the situation from the door…

At 15.20 something like a plan had been formulated. With an emphasis on „something like a“. Our swarm intelligence is busy cleaning up the space, decisions are emerging and degrading in an equal manner and general issues such as beginning and end are being formulated. Oh! A most important piece of information is missing: From 8 till 9pm, the room will be opened to an interested public. Let’s see what this public will encounter tonight….

At 16.20 we have a completly different situation. We are somewhere between parallel working structures and improvisation. Objects are being used or not, acts performed, poses struck, scores done, all under the great premisis: be supportive to each other, try to exist right next to each other, yadiyadiidaa. Interesting mode of exploration? Interesting for the public or „ecco“ (nice to wear, but unpleasent to look at? We’ll see later, when the situation becomes „real“ with a real audience……
18.20: concepts in turmoil. Structure vs. flow. Decision vs. concept. Our heroes question and discuss the initial idea, which went through some hard testing in the afternoon and only partially convinced. Now elaborate strategies are being made… 1h 40min until the arrival of the interested public… wait, what happened to the idea to work for 24 hours?
20.00: We see some auspicious gaffa tape writing, furniture scattered around the space, a table full of cables, iron brushes and tape recorders (=noise artist mc hindi), random sounds playing in space, various attempts in dancing in various forms, some faces filled with dedication, others a bit more questioning and some dude in the corner typing on a laptop. That might be me. Door opens. Audience enters.

20.20: A strange mix of audience with expectations, performers with agenda (Agendae? Agendas?), with some feeling of zoo, installation, happening and utopian setting gone ecco. A group of singers leaning over a laptop, another group improvising on their old injuries, glaring statues with sunglasses staring into space, a curious audience asking questions, a camera team documenting, several circles where people discuss and explain various things. We are told that this is now „installation mode“ and soon we’ll switch into „performance mode“.

20.40: performance *cough* mode. Well, we have people with microphones, some improvising, some fighting, some asking questions, the camera crew still roaming around, the audience scattered across the space in a vague semi circle, a dude in the corner with a laptop, a girl on stage with a laptop reading from it in a fast n furious manner, a girl on a chair sharing her fictional fear of middle eastern men on airplanes, time running out, heat rising and ….alakazam!!! It was over…