Extremophiles

Description

It starts like a joke. A polar explorer, a glacier, and a microbe meet. “And then some idiots come rushing in on a scooter, as if they were the only ones here. What a mess. As if we didn't have enough of our own worries.” Join us on a darkly sarcastic polar adventure bathed in the colors of the northern lights, where it doesn't matter who you are, what you can do, how much you earn, or what you have achieved. The most important thing is the relationships you build with other beings and organisms on our planet. Who will hear you when the sun sets for half a year? Who will hear you in that endless wasteland covered in snow and ice? And whom will you hear? “You know all those who have ever traversed your face. They take a piece and only then ask. They drill into you and search for traces of the past.” Science? Yes! Research? Yes! Humanity? Yes, but not only that. Three different beings find a common language during the mysterious polar night. “Is something happening? - That’s a bad research question. My father always used to say: that’s a bad research question. And bad research questions lead to bad conclusions. Because something is always happening. A better question is: What is happening?” Just as beings meet on stage, so does the captivating visual component meet the exceptional synth ambient glitch drone sound design. De omnibus dubitandum. Nullius in verba. Scientiam Vitae Propagare. Viam sapientiae monstrabo tibi. A bit of a detective story. A bit of a study on kinship. A bit of a pre-apocalypse. “When the night lasts for hundreds of hours, you can't wait to pee until morning. And when the night lasts all winter, you can't wait for other needs either.” #polarresearch #polarnight #kinshipisnotchosen #ismyworkuseful? #isglaciersexy? #whowhoevercolonizes? #weareallinthistogether