Krimkekse in russischen und ukrainischen Landesfarben (Cremean cookies in russian and ukrainean national colours),
Susanne von Bülow, 2017
Spanien vor der Abstimmung (Spain before the elections). We savour national delicacies and transpose borders by the laws of daily updated and historical tastes. Contains traces of regional and national peculiarities, as well as sugar and colored fondant (rolled). Ruppe Koselleck, 2017
Eat cake and forget it
Susanne von Bülow and Ruppe Koselleck hammer nails along the borders marked out on modern and historic maps mounted on wooden boards. A strip of metal is then moulded around the nails to form the outlines of current or former states. Thus, Germany, Turkey or Poland turn into either smaller or larger cookie cutters that reflect the constant flux in the shape of national borders over time.
As a result, Bülow & Koselleck’s EAT CAKE AND FORGET IT action effectively bakes its way through history – constructing layer cakes that turn erstwhile territorial conflicts into tasty confections.
At the “Zentrum für Peripherie”, children, parents and young people are working away on their countries of origin together with the artists. Among other things, they brought the Soviet Union back to life and then let it break up again, they made Crimea Cookies or came up with a Brexit Cake. All parts of the country, border sections, enclaves or exclaves are topped with icing dyed in different colours and labelled in pen. Quite by the by over coffee and cake, a conversation develops about the gravest of conflicts. This is because history has never been so delicious!
Our communicative shortcomings are actively dissolved in the mouth and the stomach through the act of eating. The performative aim of EAT CAKE AND FORGET IT is to create a climate which engenders an anxiety-free, serious and pleasurable exchange of experiences and cake for everyone – children, mothers, Turks. When eating and forgetting, memories are processed in such a way that we can talk about them, reflect upon them and while breaking bread at the same table as it were, we can literally eat up the historical and contemporary boundaries that divide us.