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In an explosion of green, pink and grey silver, the artificial dividing line between nature and culture collapses, and the arrival of a new being is foretold.
Apocalypse has struck. Ecological crises and climate wars are destroying the last remains of civilization as we know it. However, small numbers of survivors are finding refuge in shelters and caves deep underground. Tiny branches of rather peculiar people are birthing communities of an entirely new kind. Here something is brewing, fermenting, yeasting, radiating. Shiny puffed jackets, fluorescent yellow uniforms, ponchos made of bedcovers and hanging hybrid robes are mixed with balaclavas, psychedelic velvet, and dresses from garbage. The jewellery coalesces driftwood and shells with valuables from the trash-heaps of history: microchips, glistering metals and old coins. In an explosion of green, pink and grey silver, the artificial dividing line between nature and culture collapses, and the arrival of a new being is foretold. The future has begun.