Ich liebe Tisch

Practical, square, erotic - how is it that the table is found in so many words? It has forced its way into our lives, forcing us into the chair, stunting our backs and reminding us to work. He pushes himself between us when we want to be close and gives us the leg up when we are in a hurry. We can rely on him, he is infinitely resilient and reproaches us with nothing. No meal, no celebration, no negotiation would be conceivable without him. He divides the world into up and down, into those who sit at the table and those who fall under the table ... Notes on accessibility: Information on the structural accessibility of the venue can be found here.