An advert asking for artists to run a cafe in Moabit appears online. Free access to space and funding for start-up costs - it sounds inviting. As a group of artists looking for space during lockdown, we decided to apply. But when the ‘cafe space’ was revealed to be a flat owned by Russian property developers… we decided to change our tactics…
Formed in Weisensee in 2011, :Artwât! emerged in
response to the changing international art
landscape after two of its founding members met each other at the Dubai Biannale.
:Artwât! is a collective, a space, a concept, a philosophy.
:Artwât! has since curated a number of underground
pop up events internationality under different
titles including Rambling Tongue (Oubliette Art
Collective), Reel to Real NightLife (California
Academy of Sciences) Details Unknown, Utopia (with
Penny Woolcock at Roundhouse London) and Penguin
The world of Artwât:!
A world of abandonment, transcendental abandonment.
A world of cosmetic surgery where people make themselves 5 times the size of normal people
A world we sleep in nature or on the street once a month
A world with starved bouncy castles
Adverts so invasive they slap the audience
An orgiastic explosion every week at the same time
Begin the real quest to define the absurd as no one really bothered before
Blood sweat tears and cum
Break into theatres during shows and storm the stage. Invade the classical rich houses with armies of performers.
Capital punishment for architectural offences
Each day of the week to be allocated to the mood of a Grecian god
Extremely long performances tapped and sold as b sides.
Gain a better understanding of hatred
I don’t want to hold hands in a circle, I want our legs wrapped around each other
We want prejudice rooms, a racist room, and a sexist room where we get it all out and put it in the bin.
Make productions for furniture
More nature to mutate and become half man half moss
No shoes Mondays
Of a pink quivering blamonge
Ooze dripping audience
Porn to be played behind us when we do company administration
Reappropriating spaces for performers
Speak poetry, eat poetry, shit poetry, fuck poetry
The inside out and the outside in, adopt external structures and consciously take them in
To become artistically pregnant and to give birth and eat your own placenta
To investigate how what we consume actually hits our body
To orphan our creative spawn where they are cut off and survive on the love of others
To really breed, extended over very long periods of time
To really find out what the orifice is
to redefine the word enemy
Turn everything upside down and stick everything onto the ceiling
Uplifted by the fists of people below me
A world where Björk is forced to sell frozen foods
Where it is a legal requirement to talk to trees
Where we accept a fence is still a wall
This is the world of Artwât:!
The pearls of discovery
Lié Ben Anders
Mixed Media Orchestra
Danger shop Danger