But how does it live, I hear you ask? How does this poor pathetic specimen in there survive? I‘m afraid the sad answer is, „Not very well“. (SUNSET, The Sunday Painter 2013)

Good evening Ladies and Gentlemen. I see you have received the free ticket I sent you. I‘m glad, I did so much want you to be here. You are my guests tonight.
Saddest thing first:
I doubt that it is possible to reach the few people to whom this letter is no doubt intended, over the heads of you my present comrades. Not because the propositions made in this show may concern them. It will probably even appear to you that such propositions do not concern anyone in particular at all. There are, perhaps, declarations which, for lack of anything better, ridiculously need an Attic chorus, because they suppose, as their effect, in spite of everything, a minimum of astonishment, of misunderstanding, or of repugnance. But one does not address a chorus in order to convince it or rally it, and certainly one does not submit to the judgment of destiny without revolting, when it condemns the declarant to the saddest isolation. This isolation, as far as I am concerned, is moreover in part voluntary, since I would agree to come out of it only on certain hard-to-meet conditions. This show is one of them.

What is he talking about?

I can see the questions in your face.
Confusing, isn‘t it? I know I‘d want to know just what the hell is going on if I were you. Let‘s just say in times like these, it‘s important to keep up appearances.
You came to see how a young banker lives in London? But let‘s ask this question together: What is it actually like being a young banker in London?
The good thing first: You will have money and you will have a life. Whatever they might tell you in school, the news, your family or business insider; it‘s great to be young and rich.
But even after five or more years in banking, a lot of young bankers live in shared housing. This is partly because houses in London are so unaffordable and partly because they’re often in a state of uncertainty about their futures. “Everyone I know was living in shared houses even when they were 28 or 29,” says James, a capital markets banker at a boutique firm in London. “That’s just how it is now – you live with your peers in the industry.” Have a look around. The air ventilation system is for my own comfort, if you should get annoyed by it, the fan controller is looted in the top left corner right next to the bathroom door. The controller has three posi- tions: the bottom position is low speed, the mid position is medium speed and the top position is full speed. Please feel free to adjust it to your own private comfortable zone.
But I‘m off course.
Let me start again.
The reason we love being home is that we get to be surrounded by the things we love. It‘s where you share the story of who you are, it shows off the things you’ve done and the places you’ve been. But obviously, there is a virtual part to it. There are friends, your professional network, news feeds - your entire online environment - which are as much of your reality as your living room furnitures. Without these finishing touches your home wouldn‘t be complete.
That‘s why I created Untitled (2013).
Untitled brings your living room to life. Constructed as a home device, Untitled is changing the way we stay connected. And each feature was designed to simplify our daily lives.
Do you need to order some food, run an Oversea-Meeting, want to watch the news or just spend some time with friends, Untitled is there for you. Thinner and lighter as ever - built in 4mm clear Perspex in the dimensions 120 x 70 x 20 cm - Untitled is the new skinny girl in your flat. It‘s your new live companion.
Now why don‘t you make yourself at home. There is beer in the fridge and I even brought my sofa, so you can just sit back in comfort and enjoy Untitled. Even when it‘s not on.
Make your life richer, simpler and more fun. Turn on tomorrow now!
Because only Skyline is the limit, Ladies and Gentlemen. 

  Yves Scherer, SSZ Sued, Cologne