My Very Educated Mother Just Served Us Nine Pizzas

05.06.16–12.06.16 Pauline Niedermayer
Till Wittwer
Samstag, 4.6.
ab 19 Uhr
Sonntag, 12.6.
ab 19 Uhr

A con­ver­sa­tion.

12.6. 18 Uhr Lecture per­for­mance + Vortrag

Reguläre Öffnungszeiten.


In 2006, the pla­ne­tary mne­mo­nic “My Very Educated Mother Just Served Us Nine Pizzas“ (its German equi­va­lent being “Mein Vater erklärt mir jeden Sonntag unsere neun Planeten“) lost its credi­bi­lity. “Pizza“ stands for Pluto, which was degra­ded and tra­gi­cally fell from grace. Furthermore, the illus­trious society of our solar system’s planets was reduced to only eight, and My Very Educated Mother Just Served Us Nine_​_​_​_​_​_​_​. The syntax was all messed up and we got con­fu­sed as well. If reality is incon­sis­tent and lan­guage fails to grasp what’s going on, we must see everything around us as a pro­po­sal. The way we look at things, the way we move, the way we think – it’s all rela­tive. How can we still pretend to live in a stable and cohe­rent space-​time? Time and space fold onto them­sel­ves, they produce holes to slip through when no one is looking. Transport is just another means of seeing. Doubles, mul­ti­ple rea­li­ties and time slips are totally around us like they always have been. Damn you, Einstein! Life was much easier without you.