Cubes 2012-2016

Old Times-New Times

The dolls made up their little home and lived quite peacefully.
One day however, they decided that they wanted to travel.
Have a little fun, see new things.
After all one can’t stay forever with one’s family, can one?
But then they saw. First they saw that they were in a box.
And then they saw that they were all different (which was even worse).
That there were new dolls and old dolls. And black dolls.
And that they had nothing in common.
And then. They started to panic.
“Help us!”, they said, raising their little hands.
“We’re not a family anymore”. “This is not our home anymore.”
But no one could hear them.

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Alt- und Neuzeiten, 2014

Fotografie auf Plexiglas und Objekte, 20 x 20 x 20 cm

Text: Nathalie Weidenfeld 

Old and new Worlds

The dolls made up their little home and lived quite peacefully.
One day however, they decided that they wanted to travel.
Have a little fun, see new things.
After all one can’ stay forever with one’s family, can one?
But then they saw. First they saw that they were in a box.
And then they saw that they were all different. (which was even worse)
That there were new dolls and old dolls. And black dolls. And that they had nothing in common.
And then. They started to panick.
„Help us!“ they said, raising their little hands. „We’re not a family anymore“. „This is not our home anymore.“
But no one could hear them.

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Alte und neue Welten, 2013

Fotografie auf Plexiglas und Objekte, 20 x 20 x 20 cm

Text: Nathalie Weidenfeld 

Girls Turn into Women

Baby you can ride my duck
Didn’t the Beatles say that?
“No they didn’t”, screamed the duck.
He hates this world where Wilderness is nothing
but a pink alligator wrist band,
“Don’t you listen to the duck, Barbie”, the gigantic lipstick said,
“only listen to me. I’ll tell you a secret”.
And Barbie listened.

If you really try, the lipstick whispered, you can have me.

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Aus Mädchen werden Frauen, 2013

Fotografie auf Plexiglas und Objekte, 20 x 20 x 20 cm

Text: Nathalie Weidenfeld 

Bits und Brains

Don’t smile like that, Ken.
Don’t you know you’ve lost your body?
Don’t you know you’ve lost your soul?
What? You never had one?
Well, that doesn’t really make it better, does it?
I know you think electronic dolls are more fun.
I know you think you’d be lost without a phone.
I know you think life can’t be boring when you’re wired.
Well, I got news for you, Ken.
The new dolls won’t even have a head anymore.
They will be DI-GI-TAL!

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Bits und Grips 2, 2013

Fotografie auf Plexiglas und Objekte, 20 x 20 x 20 cm

Text: Nathalie Weidenfeld 

Blue Eternity

“Just breathe”, the blue light said to the invisible tourist.
“But...the branches are all dead”, the invisible tourist said. “I know.”
“This is awful”, the invisible tourist said, who had come a very long way to see the forest.
“Yes. But they can’t take away the memory of the forest, can they?”
“How can I see something I have never seen before?”, the invisible tourist asked.
“Well, I guess you will just have to try really hard, won’t you?”, the blue light said.
The invisible tourist was really pissed.
You know how hard it is to try to see through dead branches?
And then she breathed. and eventually managed. To see.

LIFE in ALL its absence.

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Blaue Ewigkeit, 2013

Fotografie auf Plexiglas und Objekte, 20 x 20 x 20 cm

Text: Nathalie Weidenfeld 

GreenRobot World

The child robot looked outside the Plexiglas cube.
“What I really want is a family.”
(The child robot belonged to the new type of robots who thought they had feelings)
“A family?”, the motherboard asked.
“Yeah....like the dolls in the pink box next to me. Or Ken and Barbie.
They could be my family, couldn’t they?”
The motherboard remained silent. Should it really tell the child that Ilana had
constructed one cube at a time, with no material connection between them?
“I think that is quite impossible, dear”, the motherboard finally said.
“Why?” the child robot cried. “Why?”
“Because that’s the way Ilana wanted it, I’m afraid”
The robot said nothing. And stared outside the cube.

Art sucks

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Grüne Roboterwelt, 2013

Fotografie auf Plexiglas und Objekte, 20 x 20 x 20 cm

Text: Nathalie Weidenfeld 

Over the Age

“Can’t get more perfect than that, can you?” ,
said the yellow haired Barbie with the rrrrreally big lips.
“Shut up!”, the modern woman said. “I too was perfect in my time”
Barbie giggled. Then, the boy next door began to move.
“What does he want?” Barbie asked.
“Ignore him”, the modern woman said. “He’s 19th century”.
The boy began to sing. Of oceans and ships and wonderful deeds.
“Things were easier when God existed”, he said.
“He still exists”, whispered Barbie. “Only: he´s moved into the Internet now.”
The boy laughed out loud. He laughed so hard he fell over
“Mother…”, he screamed. “Pathetic”, the modern woman said.
Only Barbie felt sorry. And handed him a motherboard.

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Im Wandel der Zeit, 2016

Fotografie auf Plexiglas und Objekte, 20 x 20 x 20 cm

Text: Nathalie Weidenfeld 

Poetry and Technology

“Take us”, the words said to the iPhone.
“Do what you want with us!” the words said to the computer.
“Make us free! Make us float! Make us di-gi-tal!”
The word hated the ink which had pinned them down and locked them up for so long,
“To hell with the ink!” they said. “We’re pretty perfect without it, aren’t we?”
“Of course you are”, the iPhone said (who hated the ink too)
“Even more perfect!”, the computer said. “With us you can appear and disappear!”
What he was really after was not the ink, though. What he was really after was their meaning.
Who needs meaning when you can have magic and fun? Right?
The truth is:

No One.

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Poesie und Technologie, 2015

Fotografie auf Plexiglas und Objekte, 20 x 20 x 20 cm

Text: Nathalie Weidenfeld 

PurpleBliss

Dead sea,
dead fish.
Only Coca Cola left alive.
You think capitalism sucks?
What if I told you that the spirit of capitalism is a SPIRIT too?
What if I told you that capitalists have a dream too?
The dream that we’ll all be free.
The dream that we’ll all be rich.
And that we’ll all have goods
and no time.

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NICHT VERGEIGEN!, 2013

Fotografie auf Plexiglas und Objekte, 20 x 20 x 20 cm

Text: Nathalie Weidenfeld 

Scene of the Crime

Innocent fish don’t kill
but others do.
Do you want to know who did it?
Then watch the film
On Friday night.
Where murderers run free,
haunt the forests and
fuck women before they turn them into dolls.
and turn the world
into a black and white TV screen.

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Tatort, 2013

Fotografie auf Plexiglas und Objekte, 20 x 20 x 20 cm

Text: Nathalie Weidenfeld 

On Walking and Thinking

Heartless traveller
moving through space
and walking through time
as if it was nothing
Didn’t you know that
if you get x-rayed too much,
you’ll end up invisible?

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Über Gehen und Denken, 2013

Fotografie auf Plexiglas und Objekte, 20 x 20 x 20 cm

Text: Nathalie Weidenfeld 

Who Has the Overview?

“I am sooooo happy you came”, Barbie said. “Yeah, so am I”, said Ken.
“We will have soooooooo much fun” “Yes, darling, we will”, said Ken.
“We’ll check into a hotel room!” “Yes”, Ken said.
“And we’ll do really dirty things.” “Of course”, said Ken.
“I’ll be sooooooooo naughty”, said Barbie.
“Of course you will”, said Ken. “I’ll spank you!”, said Barbie.
“That’s a wonderful idea”, said Ken.
“And I’ll get my nasty pig out.” “Great”, Ken said.
“We’ll be so wild, won’t we, Ken? Won’t we?” Ken smiled, but couldn’t speak.
“Please tell me how wild we will be.” “We’ll be wild, Barbie. Really, really wild. And you will spank me.
And you will get your nasty pig out. And all will be well.”
Barbie said nothing. Tears ran down her cheek.
And then she threw her hands up. And screamed.

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Wer hat den Überblick, 2014

Fotografie auf Plexiglas und Objekte, 20 x 20 x 20 cm

Text: Nathalie Weidenfeld 

We Love Jews and Moslems

“You shouldn’t eat sugar, ya know.”, the pink pig said to the blue pig.
“Why not?” “Because it’s really bad for you. That’s why!”
“Can’t live without sugar. I’ve cut out gluten though. You eat gluten?”
“I eat a croissant once in a while. Does that count?”
“Bet your ass it does” “Shit.”
“At least we both don’t drink milk.” “Yeah,”
“Dairy products are bad.” “Real bad.” “Glad we agree.”
“Like Jews and Moslem on pork, right?”
The pigs laughed.
And rode on, Both on their way to a slaughterhouse.
Boy, do we hate Christians, the pigs thought.

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JUDEN UND MOSLEMS, 2014

Fotografie auf Plexiglas und Objekte, 20 x 20 x 20 cm

Text: Nathalie Weidenfeld 

Nature’s got the Blues

Blue is the mood
I imagine myself to be in
When I think
Of the trees
Of the world
Of you
tied up in a tree
Upside down
Just because
I want to.

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Wie verwunschen im Wald, 2014

Fotografie auf Plexiglas und Objekte, 20 x 20 x 20 cm

Text: Nathalie Weidenfeld 

Wired wired

Hey, wanna tap into me? I’ll let you feel things you have never felt before.
Like... a multiple orgasm? ....What? You never had one???
Don’t tell me you’re still organic? OmG. Thought they were all dead by now.
.....What? You don’t want to electrify your body? Why not?
You’ll definitely have more fun.....
Oh... you think fun is not what life is all about, huh? Oh.
You think life is a deeeeeeep experience? Well, what if I told you that all
your feelings and thoughts are electric too, huh You know,
in the end it all boils down to one thing and that’s: Yes or no.
This is all what life has ever been about. Yes or no.
To be digital is to live life in its purest form. Understand? So what do ya say?
Wanna tap into me?

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Wired, 2014

Fotografie auf Plexiglas und Objekte, 20 x 20 x 20 cm

Text: Nathalie Weidenfeld 

Wired again

Dance If you can, If you dare. Who needs a body when you can have music
Life is sooo much more fun when you’re digital.
“I want my arm back”, the baby said (quietly)
“Oh, shut your ass”, Ken said. “You’re not even real.”
“How can I not be real? Little girls held me once.
Humans touched me.” “Humans don’t exist anymore, don’t you know?
Disappeared sometime in the 21st century.” “Oh....”, the baby said. “I didn’t know that.”
“No reason to be sorry. I think they were quite happy to disappear.
Never had enough fun in life, ya know?” “I still want my arm back”.
The baby began to sob. Ken shrugged his shoulders and turned the music on.
“Good thing I can’t have kids”, he said and began to dance on the disk
where a multicoloured rainbow sparkled immaterially.

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Wired again, 2014

Fotografie auf Plexiglas und Objekte, 20 x 20 x 20 cm

Text: Nathalie Weidenfeld