Fridge Project International, Now and Then

 The Floridian 2021 impression of chilled everyday life...

 

 

 During Seben Workshop,  Turkey 2017,  Wooden Cabin in Mountain

 Fridge View during Zoom Conference with Yingmei Duan, Braunschweig October 22, 2021

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Fridge Situation observed by Wiency Wong, 2020

Location: Pak Tai Street, To Kwa Wan, Hong Kong
 

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Fridge Project International Collected Images 5

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selected Fridge Images at Odds:

found and photographed by Angelika Stück, Braunschweig 2013

Fenia Kotsopoulou

Date 4.7.2014

Time app. 13:00

Location: Nocton Hall, Lincolnshire, abandoned military hospital

photo: Daz Disley

Text by Fenia Kotsopoulou

" The photo have been taken by Daz Disley while I was interacting with the objects found in the abandoned military hospital in Nocton Hall...it was a very strange feeling being inside that fridge. But at the same time I was feeling also comfortable sitting there while I was imagining the different function that used to have. Once I was integrated it became a non-place and me the point of reference..."

I am very fascinated -you have seen maybe- by old, abandoned (semi)ruined buildings;  they give me the sensation of accumulated histories, familiar territories, forgotten places on the verge of regeneration where a"liminal" experience take place once you inhabit them.

Fridge as  non-place

Fridge as a dead body

Fridge as a safe home

F-ridge ans a -between past and present 

Fridge as a secret place where you can hide your fantasies

Fridge as a place of illusions

Fridge as a cage form which you don't seek to get out

Fridge as a fridge

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Fridge Project International Text and Words

 July 2021 reading the end of the book, Das Ende des Bengalischen Tigers, Yoko Ogawa, Liebeskind Verlag, transl. Sabine Mangold, p 220: 

"Der sanfte Abhang war vollständig mit rechteckigen Kästen bedeckt. Kein einziger Baum wuchs hier, und man konnte kaum noch den Boden sewhen, nur Kästen über Kästen.

Ich streckte meine Hand nach dem Erstbesten in meiner Nähe aus. Es waren Kühlschränke. Ausrangierte Kühlschränke. Einige standen auf dem Kopf, andere waren umgefallen. Weiße, blaue, gelbe. Türlose, große, kleine, tragbare, mit Graffiti besprühte. Alle ewrdenklichen Modelle waren hier versammelt.

Ich bahnte mir einen Weg zwischen ihnen hindurch. Kein Lufthauch war zu spüren, es war ohrenbetäubend still. Sie alle waren verwundet oder erschlagen."

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