Untitled [The Fabulist Hunting the Fringes], 2013

Performance, installation and zine. Dimensions variable.
A rehearsal inside room 433 of the Hotel Bogota at Schlüterstrasse 45 in Berlin. Tuesday, November 26, 2013
Written and directed by Fette Sans. Her: Fette Sans / Er: Ferdinand Peuker. Translation English to German: Sonja Gerdes

Her: A man, in his 30's is sitting on the edge of the bed, maybe he just arrived, maybe he has spent a night in this room already. The man is looking out the window. The man is telling her about the day he left for the institution. The day is grey already. The man leaves the bed, walks toward the window. He moves the curtain to see down the street. There is a balcony. He is thinking of smoking a cigarette on the balcony.
(She sets the camera facing him sat on the edge of the bed. He looks at her, then looks at the camera.)
Er: Weisst du, ob wir in dem Zimmer rauchen dürfen? Ich will eine Zigarette rauchen.
(She grabs a chair and brings it close to the camera so she can check the footage.)
Her: I don't know. Maybe. She doesn't know. She tells him she doesn't know. I don't know really. I don't think so.
(A voice says: This is the hotel.)
(Then there are jangling sounds or like something is going wrong with the camera.)
Her: The scene ends. Inside the theatre it should start raining.
Er: Es sind Kameras überall. Wie werden wohl unsere Träume aussehen, wenn alles sichtbar wird? Du wirst davon träumen blind zu sein. Er wird davon träumen, dass er sie aufweckt. Him: There are cameras everywhere. What will our dreams be made of when everything becomes visible? You will dream of being blind. He will dream of waking her up.
Her: From the bed, the man is looking at the windows. His face is grave. The man is restless.
Er: Der Mann ist ruhelos.
Her: The man is restless.
(Silence)
Her: The man is waiting for someone. He wants to be waiting for someone.
Er: Weiss jemand, ob er angekommen ist? Weiss jemand, ob er die Anstalt verlassen hat? Fühlt er sich danach jemanden anzurufen?